Li Ye deduced the location of the Six Paths Heavenly King, who was already tens of millions of light-years away.
He was separated from them by more than a hundred star domains.
Li Ye's Supernatural Knowledge of Past and Future conjured a luminous mirror in the void. Within it, they saw a creature clad in demonic armor, a broken spear embedded in his chest, black demonic blood gushing down in streams.
He was tall, and Immortal King fluctuations spread from him. A pair of demonic horns grew from his head, demonic patterns crisscrossed his face, and his gaze was sinister.
He was staring at the Six Paths Heavenly King in terror.
"Your strength has actually reached this level? You destroyed my weapon with a mere gesture."
The other party's expression was terribly grim.
The nearby races erupted into a commotion.
The Six Paths Heavenly King had descended here—and had been ambushed?
One Divine Sense after another probed over, locking onto this place.
"The Thousand Worlds Demon Race?"
"One of the greatest traitors of ancient times. A Quasi-Emperor once emerged from their ranks, only to be slapped to death by Emperor Yu. Yet an Immortal King survived and lived on."
Many recognized the other party's identity and cried out in astonishment.
The era of Emperor Yu was relatively recent, so it was easy to identify him.
"The Thousand Worlds Demon Race? Never heard of them."
"A nobody like you dares to ambush this king?"
The Six Paths Heavenly King spoke with contempt.
The Thousand Worlds Immortal King was no weakling. The surging fluctuations radiating from him marked him as a Sixth Heaven Immortal King.
But in the eyes of the Six Paths Heavenly King, he was indeed insignificant.
The Thousand Worlds Immortal King's expression turned furious.
Boom!
A Demon Spring