"The master of the Blood Slaughter Demon Hall's branch in Tianxing City, the Demon Emperor Chongshan?!"
Zhang Zishi watched the figure fly backward and could not help sucking in a cold breath. The Blood Slaughter Hall had truly gone all out this time to make a move against the Dao Tian Immortal Palace!
"Speaking of which, who could have injured the Ninth-grade Demon Emperor Demon Emperor Chongshan so severely?!"
At that moment, the cultivators aboard the Spirit Ship were making wild guesses.
A white-haired figure walked out of the void. Snow and ice swirled around him, and he seemed as powerful as a true god who controlled frost and snow.
"It's the master of the Elder Hall of our Dao Tian Immortal Palace, the Snow Emperor!"
"The Snow Emperor is indeed powerful. The Demon Emperor Chongshan is no match for him at all!"
Aboard Spirit Ship No. 19, the cultivators preparing to take the Dao Tian Immortal Palace's examination, along with more than a dozen Inner Disciples of the Dao Tian Immortal Palace, were all incredibly excited.
Bai Wei finally felt relieved. At least their Spirit Ship was safe now.
"A mere Demon Emperor Chongshan dares to cause trouble before my Dao Tian Immortal Palace?" Xue Yousheng's white hair streamed in the wind as he looked proudly at the blood-spitting Demon Emperor Chongshan.
Confusion filled Li Zhōujūn's eyes. Hadn't the Snow Emperor been severely wounded just now?
How did he now look as though he had barely been injured?
There was no sign at all of the grievous injuries he had suffered inside the Emperor-grade Void World!
Speaking of which, the space within that Emperor-grade Sumeru Token should have been battered beyond recognition by his clash with Fu Can Demon Emperor, and it probably could not hold for much longer.