Hearing Wang Xian's words, the two old monsters couldn't help sucking in a cold breath.
They had survived until now not only because of their extraordinary cultivation, but also because they had enjoyed the endless resources only an ancient Aristocratic Clan could provide, resources that had prolonged their lives and preserved a sliver of hope.
"You ignorant brat! You forced the two of us out of seclusion, so you'd better be ready to die!"
At that moment, neither old monster wanted to waste words. They only wanted to end this quickly. For men with barely a breath left in them, wasting time was tantamount to courting death.
In an instant, the two once-invincible old men gripped their Divine Swords and slashed toward him!
Sword Qi crisscrossed the heavens and earth. For a time, the sun and moon vanished from sight, and the void split apart!
"Come on!"
Wang Xian, transformed into a Demon King, roared. The demonic sword formed from the Divine River let out a series of rumbles.
Sword Qi shot into the sky, like demonic wings blotting out the heavens as they spread into the wind...
With a "Rumble!", two terrifying streams of Sword Qi cleaved down from the void, plunging into the Divine River and instantly sending a towering column of water into the sky.
Like a river of stars hanging at the edge of the heavens, it couldn't withstand a single strike from the two invincible old monsters. The demonic wings were severed, and the demonic sword formed from the Divine River burst into sprays of water.
"Splash!"
The waters of the Divine River turned into a curtain in the void, spreading toward the riverbank.
Under the two old monsters' watchful eyes, it gradually took the shape of a pair of wings that blotted out the