Power! An unparalleled power surged through his body!
This feeling was more than a hundred times stronger than when he had been a False Saint!
"Lu! Chen!"
"Wu! Jie!"
"You... deserve to die ten thousand deaths!!"
Eight roars filled with sky-high killing intent and newborn saintly might exploded simultaneously across the starry sky like eight world-destroying thunderbolts!
A new round of saintly war—more desperate and more brutal—was about to unveil its bloody curtain!
And this time, Wu Jie was facing eight Saints in their complete forms!
"Roar! Lu Chen! Lu Pan! Yuan Thirteen! And that newly ascended Hong Chen Sacred Aura!"
The Abyss Demon Emperor was the first to roar.
That voice was simply terrifying.
It directly shook the surrounding starry sky until it trembled violently like the surface of water!
Countless tiny Star Fragments instantly turned to powder!
"Didn't expect this, did you? Not only did we survive, we even rose another level! Today is the day you all will be reduced to ashes!"
His scarlet demonic eyes burned with sky-high resentment and the exhilaration of impending revenge.
"Eight against three. The advantage is ours!"
The Radiant Pope spoke coldly.
The saintly sword in his hand slowly rose, its tip pointing straight at Lu Chen and the others.
That icy killing intent nearly froze the soul.
"One Hong Chen Sacred Aura who has only just become a Saint and whose aura has yet to fully stabilize, one barbarian whose strength has been severely depleted, and one piece of scrap metal! How can you contend with our eight complete Saints?"
The Mother of Elements' voice was ethereal.
Yet her words carried a venomous hatred etched into her bones.
The four basic elements of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind swirled around her, but at this moment, they were filled with an