"We await your orders!"
The powerful warriors under the Boundless Realm roared with all their might,
"Orders received!!"
That roar was not a simple response.
It was the roar of those who had seen a lighthouse in the depths of despair!
It was the battle intent suppressed for far too long, finally erupting in a roar!
The flames in the eyes of Sun Wukong, Nezha, Ao Bing, and the Azure Emperor—flames that had nearly gone out—exploded with a boom!
A ferocious glint?
No!
It was killing intent and madness boiling to the absolute limit!
"Damn it, I've been suffocating to death! It's finally my turn to show Old Sun's might!"
Sun Wukong bared his blood-stained fangs, grinning ferociously. He gripped the Golden Cudgel so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
The Battle Saint Power in his body, nearly drained dry, was ruthlessly squeezed and gathered by him, wrung for every last shred of potential!
The Golden Cudgel trembled and buzzed, as if it too were excitedly growling.
Flames surged beneath Nezha's Wind Fire Wheels, while the Red Lotus Karma Fire coiling around the Fire-Tipped Spear shifted from crimson to a nearly transparent white!
That was the sign of temperature reaching its absolute extreme! Fine sweat beaded on his forehead, yet his eyes shone frighteningly bright.
"Red Lotus... Rending the Heavens..."
He murmured the name of the technique, every word seeming to be forced through clenched teeth, carrying the resolve to burn himself to ashes without hesitation.
Dragon Roar thundered around Ao Bing. It was no longer clear and sonorous, but a deep, ancient bellow!
Behind him, the vast phantom of the dragon race faintly emerged. It was the Ancestor Dragon bloodline boiling!
The Dragon Spear "Burial Abyss" in his hand exhaled icy radiance. Wherever its tip pointed, space froze into