Yu Yan had already entered a demon-sealed state. He could not accept the fact that his True Spirit had been damaged. He was supposed to become a Top Tier prodigy among the Heavenly Supremes, the sole cultivator destined to conquer the Extreme Dao Palace. He was meant to lead the Hell Race to glory and make his name known throughout the Chaos Sea.
But now, all of that was gone!
Even if he became a Heavenly Supreme, even if he conquered the Extreme Dao Palace, every cultivator's first impression of him would be—history's shortest-lived Heavenly Supreme!
"Kill them!"
Yu Yan roared.
The Hell Race's Quasi-Immortal Emperors understood just how intense Yu Yan's fury and killing intent were. Without the slightest hesitation, their auras erupted as terrifying divine abilities flew toward Xian Wuji, Tian Qi, Xiong Jun, and the other eight Supremes.
In an instant, the entire Valley of Buried Dao shook violently. Countless rays of light filled the valley, twisting space itself.
When the light faded, every cultivator's eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief.
Wu Yue, clad in a red dress, stood calmly before the eight Supremes. Her right arm was held level, and in her palm rested an orb of energy containing terrifying fluctuations.
"Little Sister Wu Yue!"
"Little Sister Wu Yue!"
"Little Sister Wu Yue!"
Xiong Jun, Xiong Shan, and Xiong Feng cried out in unison.
The divine abilities jointly unleashed by the Hell Race's seventy-four Quasi-Immortal Emperors had been so terrifying that they had thought they would perish here. They had defended with all their strength, never expecting that the Quasi-Immortal Emperors' attacks would fail to strike them.
Just now, light had filled the sky and divine sense had been obliterated, so they had not known what had happened. But now that they saw Wu Yue