High in the sky, the aura around the Nether Demon Lord began to rise gradually. Judging by his actions, he clearly intended to fight it out.
At this moment, the Nether Demon Lord was covered in wounds. They had all been inflicted by the white light radiating from the formations of the Three Great Cities.
These injuries caused by Heaven and Earth Essence were not easy to heal.
He first had to completely purge the Heaven and Earth Essence that had invaded his body before he could begin treating his wounds.
Clearly, under the current circumstances, if he did not treat his injuries in time, they would only grow worse.
If injuries like these were allowed to drag on, his battle strength would certainly continue to decline until he was ultimately powerless to fight.
Facing the three Venerables who so obviously wanted him dead, a vicious look appeared on the Nether Demon Lord's face.
Immediately afterward, the Nether Demon Lord began circulating the cultivation technique within his body at full speed, and his aura started rising rapidly.
Feeling the constantly increasing aura around the Nether Demon Lord, the three Venerables' thoughts began racing as well.
They all knew that if they truly forced the Nether Demon Lord into a dead end, he would certainly grow desperate. They were afraid he might give up on everything and self-destruct.
If he really self-destructed, it was hard to say how many of them would remain in the end.
If one of the three of them ended up among the dead, they would truly be unlucky to the extreme.
After all, they really could not estimate how powerful the explosion of a Third-Tier Divine Realm expert's self-destruction would be.
Thinking of this, they also began to harbor the intention of retreating. They knew they