"Fuck me..."
The Dominators' expressions changed drastically.
Xuan Ying, Pu Yan, and Miao Shi's faces darkened like the bottom of a pot.
They were fucking about to get out, yet the Abyssal Demons had discovered them.
And leading the charge was a Great Demon Lord, accompanied by dozens of Devil Lords—all beings they could not contend with even if they recovered to their peak.
"I've really been screwed over by you lot!"
Xuan Ying turned back to glance at the other Dominators, cursed in extreme grief and fury, then charged straight ahead without hesitation.
"Stop fucking standing there! Death either way—fight them!"
Things had come to this.
There was no other way.
They could only risk their lives.
For Xuan Ying Overlord, who had already escaped once, he would rather die fighting than return to this prison and endure that torment of seeing hope grow dimmer by the day.
But his strength was too weak.
With only nine Dominator's Authority, he was merely an ordinary Overlord.
In the Abyss, that put him at the level of an ordinary Devil Master.
Yet his opponents were led by a Great Demon Lord, with dozens of Devil Lords surrounding them. Even though Xuan Ying Overlord was willing to risk his life, he could not break through in the slightest.
"A mere ant dares dream of overturning the heavens?"
"What a joke!"
Blood Wing Great Demon Lord chuckled disdainfully and waved his hand, forming a massive demonic palm that blotted out the sky as it crushed down upon the dozens of Dominators.
Xuan Ying Overlord bore the brunt of it and was the first to be smashed into the ground by that great demonic palm.
It was as miserable as swatting a fly with a flyswatter.
The moment Xuan Ying Overlord hit the ground,