With a murderous aura bursting forth in full, Ling Yun caused Qi Xian to shiver.
As a Heavenly Lord.
His strength was on par with Dugu Yidao, but the former relied entirely on hereditary succession, and his strength lagged behind that of his older brothers.
He had also consumed a great deal of true qi just moments ago, so facing such an overwhelming Ling Yun, he did not dare to strike at all.
Right now, they were only avatars, and Ling Yun was merely a soul projection.
Demon Moon Empress calmed down, her heart aching as she caught sight of a trace of blood at the corner of Qi Xian's mouth—even though the latter had wiped at it, he had still been noticed.
She knew her cousin very well; Qi Xian could not hold out. Even she herself had no certainty of defeating Supreme Emperor Lord.
Qi Xian would only be a hindrance here!
Besides!
In the eyes of Demon Moon Empress, Ling Yun had gone mad.
He had even brought out his ultimate moves.
That huge golden cloud in the sky? Hm? It should be a golden orb.
That black vortex beside it—wasn't that divine retribution? Terrifying flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder constantly echoed within the vortex.
And there was more!
This thick, turbid murderous intent, the divine flames along the surrounding shores, and the earthen spikes that had suddenly erupted on the island!
Wasn't this meant to kill them?
He was crazy!
To be so freakishly powerful with so many ultimate moves, had he eaten some kind of forbidden pill?
Damn it!
Qi Xian's face gradually turned pale; the entire island even had a formation set up!
It was over!
This was a desperate struggle of a cornered beast.
A bloody case sparked by a pinched cheek,