Li Ye's plan had been seen through. The five were enraged, murder flashing in their eyes.
Boom!
They stopped bothering with any so-called fair duel and went all out.
If they were wiped out in a duel like this, it would deal even greater damage to the Light God Palace's reputation.
Hei Wu, the Black-clothed Man, was in for a miserable surprise: his injuries had left him at only the Late-stage True Immortal Third Heaven Realm.
He was even weaker than Yali.
The Female Sword King was in an even worse state. The instant she tried to circulate her energy, her injuries flared up.
She spat out a small mouthful of blood.
Still, she forced herself to stand.
"Die!"
The five roared in unison and charged.
Hahaha!
"You only just realized? A little late for that, don't you think?"
Li Ye laughed aloud. Emperor Armor appeared and settled over him once more.
He felt a little regretful that they hadn't taken the bait.
Otherwise, this battle would have been much easier.
He drifted backward with ease, and a plume of yellow smoke slipped out of his sleeve, vanishing in a flash.
The five were still fuming and paid it no mind. They were about to give chase when a vast cloud of yellow smoke suddenly burst from the space before them.
They couldn't see their hands in front of their faces. The smoke swallowed everything.
It was thicker than fog.
The yellow smoke seemed almost alive as it wormed into their mouths and noses.
"Ugh!"
In an instant, an indescribable stench overwhelmed their senses, their viscera, even their souls. The five stopped in their tracks, their faces twisting into grimaces.
Their stomachs churned. They grew dizzy and nauseous, gagging with their mouths open.
They were about to bring up their