Puff!
Po Jun Emperor God spat out another mouthful of blood, his face devoid of any color, pale as a sheet of white paper.
He wondered just how colossal the dragon above the dark clouds had grown to be—it was simply unimaginable.
The Sacred Mountain was shattered beyond recognition, chunks of earth floating across the Star Sea with not a single piece left intact.
Amidst a world of flashing lightning and roaring thunder, the little one's happy giggles rang out.
Leaning on the powers of Beibei, Zhao Xin, and the others, they survived within the Dragon Claw, and the little one even found it quite fun.
The others were not so lucky. The Third and Fourth Elders lay atop a chunk of earth, their vital breath completely gone, while some others had their bodies crushed to pieces.
Fortunately, Eunuch Lion accidentally tumbled into the void and escaped with his life!
Wan Sanqian hung by a single breath, gasping for survival upon a floating tree in a state of utter wretchedness.
To think such a powerful existence still exists in this world. It turns out I, the Emperor, was truly ignorant.
Has life reached its end here? Glory, death, a drunken stupor, heh!
As if indifferent to it all, Wan Sanqian managed to produce a flask of wine, raised it with trembling hands, and took a hearty, unrestrained gulp.
Great Demon King fared somewhat better, able to stand steadily upon a small continent, though his hair was disheveled and his former elegance was entirely gone.
To think the Demon Domain was destroyed in just a single instant. Hahaha, having lived for so many years, I'm fortunate enough to witness this sight. How pathetic.
Great Demon King's gaze dimmed as he looked up at the star-filled sky blanketed by dark clouds. He