Luo Hou was like a supreme ruler of a Divine Kingdom, hovering silently in the air. Every strand of his long hair seemed to brim with demonic energy, thrusting defiantly toward the heavens. Blood-red light blazed from his eyes, nearly a hundred feet long, as he surveyed this dark kingdom.
Roars and shrill cries rose and fell. Gradually, with the exception of a few Grand Unity Golden Immortals, every cultivator caught within the net had been completely corrupted by demonic energy. More than fifteen billion of them knelt on one knee, all facing Luo Hou.
"Luo Hou, you're cutting off your own escape and bringing about your own destruction!"
Hongjun stepped through the void one pace at a time. A colossal Eight Trigrams diagram revolved behind him, repelling all the demonic energy that approached.
"Hmph! Luo Hou, you should have stayed quietly in the Western Region. You even dared come here to stir up trouble? This time, we'll wipe you out for good."
A Willow Branch radiating brilliant green light emerged from space, revealing Yang Mei. He regarded Luo Hou coldly, his intense killing intent forming a small whirlwind.
Luo Hou shot Hongjun and Yang Mei a venomous look. They were the ones who had forced him to detonate the Demonic Shadow he'd spent billions of years nurturing. His voice was chilling. "Hongjun, Yang Mei, it's too soon to say who will win. Perhaps this place will be your grave today!"
"Immortal Slaying Sword Formation! Slay immortals and gods, destroy everything! Manifest!"
An ancient-looking formation diagram flew out of Luo Hou's dantian. It looked extremely old, even somewhat battered. At a glance, it seemed no different from a piece of tattered cloth.
Yet Hongjun and Yang Mei could sense the terrifying killing intent of the sword within it. They even