"Little master's spear has been famished for a long time! I was just looking to see whether it can pierce your turtle shell at the peak of the Primordial Realm!"
"Fight!"
Azure Emperor's expression was calm, but the sword intent in his eyes had already boiled over. The Azure Emperor Sword in his hand let out a clear Dragon Roar.
"Fight!"
Ao Bing transformed into a hundred-zhang azure dragon. His dragon body coiled through the air, and his Dragon Roar resounded throughout the Chaos. His vast Dragon Might poured out without reservation.
"Fight!!!"
Tang Sanzang pressed his palms together. A gigantic phantom Buddha appeared behind him, its Buddhist light shining everywhere. The auras of the Four Symbols Divine Generals linked together, while the phantoms of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise raised their heads and roared...
Everyone!
Not a single person retreated!
Fear?
Nonsense, of course there was fear!
Facing an existence of this level, their souls trembled instinctively, and their saintly bodies issued warnings.
But...
What they felt even more was suffocation! Fury! That fierce ruthlessness that erupted from between their bones and the deepest reaches of their blood after being driven to the edge of a cliff!
Why?!
They had fought their way here, passed through countless brushes with death, and broken through how many desperate situations?
Their boss was still recovering behind them, waiting for them to protect this final stretch of time!
The brothers at their sides were people to whom they could entrust their backs completely!
The paths they walked and the things they believed in—could all of them really be worth less than a penny before the words "peak of the Primordial Realm," deserving only to be trampled to death?!
They refused to accept it!
They would refuse even in