Aside from the evil god faction, the other four major powers had sent who knew how many experts to kill Xiao Tianyang.
They could no longer be counted individually, only in batches.
But what were the results?
Batch after batch had been sent to Douluo Continent. The only somewhat comforting result was that they had beaten him badly enough to seriously injure him.
Yet that single comforting result had soon slapped them across the face.
Xiao Tianyang's serious injuries merely hurt a little. After sleeping through the night, he would be wandering around everywhere again the next morning.
Why had they not continued cooperating to kill Xiao Tianyang afterward?
The main reason was that, within the same realm, they could not find any group of elites capable of dealing with Xiao Tianyang.
That guy was a bottomless pit.
No matter how much they threw into it, they never saw the slightest result.
Thus, they had no choice but to give up.
Yet somehow, they had heard the news that Xiao Tianyang was injured and his strength had fallen to that of an ordinary person.
Then they began probing him like mad.
In the end, after filling that pit with tens of thousands of lives, they finally reached a conclusion.
Xiao Tianyang truly was injured, and it was the kind of injury that left him without any ability to protect himself.
No one knew how the various powers had gotten in touch, but they had unexpectedly reached a unanimous decision at that moment.
No matter the cost or consequences, they had to kill Xiao Tianyang!
Of course, their slogan had been loud, but their actual actions amounted to thunder without rain.
By the time tens of thousands of assassins from different races had stormed Qiankun Palace, not even half of their