The King of Hell's power was inherently that of a True God, coupled with martial techniques—it was simply a disaster.
And right now Ling Yun was in his demon form, at the peak of True God state. Whoever he wanted to kill died in a second!
"Alright!!"
Under the spoiled whining of the two little ones, Ling Yun agreed to let them witness what true power really was!
Boom!
Black Qi erupted all over Ling Yun's body, raising several shields to protect the surroundings, and the Exquisite Empress was right beside them.
The shield extended for tens of thousands of miles!
Not far away, inside a thatched cottage, several old men were trembling. They were the ones in cahoots with the old hag; causing the fierce beasts to riot was their plan.
At this moment!
An old man suddenly saw the shield right in front of him. He had watched it appear out of nowhere, and they looked at each other in dismay, having no idea what was going on.
"Something's up?"
"Definitely. Otherwise, why are your legs shaking?"
"Just who is it? Was the bombing just now done by the big sis?"
"This old man feels like something's happened. Could it be that the big sis is dead?"
"Bah, bah, bah... What are you saying!"
The old men were filled with worry, wearing unnatural expressions as they stared in unison at the Exquisite Empress's shield, growing thoughtful. Yet, they felt something was very wrong.
Inside the cavern palace!
Cang Hai Hua Yu no longer planned to fear Ling Yun. How would he know who won and who lost unless they fought?
"Hah!"
Ancient characters crawled out from within Cang Hai Hua Yu's body, resembling the sands of the Ganges River—vast and endless, finely fragmented yet weathered.
Amidst the flickering