As the cloud of dust cleared, all the surrounding Ghost Kings were stunned. King of Samsara stood where he was, completely unharmed. A faint golden light enveloped him, blocking all damage.
"That's Vajra Realm Power. Under normal circumstances, there's nothing that can harm it," I said.
"Does that mean the Demon Lord will lose?" Tamamo-no-Mae asked.
"That's right. He can never be King of Samsara's match. Neither can you," I said.
At that moment, the Lord of Magic City fell into a state of frenzy. His eyes were wild as he shouted at King of Samsara, roaring, "You're nothing but a human. No matter how powerful you are, you're still an insignificant ant."
"How pitiful. Don't you know that every member of the Ten Reverse Dao possesses the power to alter the Heavenly Dao?" King of Samsara sighed. A trace of disdain appeared on his aged face as he raised the tin staff in his hand and swung it straight at him.
The tin staff seemed capable of smashing through anything. After the heavy blow landed, a section of the Lord of Magic City's skeletal palm was instantly torn apart.
The Demon Lord flew into a rage and immediately engaged King of Samsara in fierce battle.
One was a monster who defied the heavens, while the other was an unparalleled powerhouse. Once they began fighting, all of Magic City trembled.
King of Samsara only attacked and never defended, as if nothing could withstand him. The Demon Lord, meanwhile, unleashed all kinds of techniques. His body split into nine figures, and layers of Ghost Shadows surrounded King of Samsara.
The Fierce Ghosts throughout Magic City also charged madly at King of Samsara.
At that moment, King of Samsara was facing the power of all Magic City!
Yet even so, King of