Seven Yimo Kings Descend!

Before the stone gate, the Devouring Heavenly Corpse still stood motionless with its long black blade, like a silent guard.

After seeing how ruthlessly it struck, no one dared rush in.

They waited for half a day. At last, several impatient experts conferred among themselves, then turned and flew off to try their luck elsewhere.

But before they had flown a thousand yards, an evil black light suddenly swept out of the void!

The moment it touched them, they let out piercing screams. Within a few breaths, nothing remained of their bodies—not even their Primordial Spirits had escaped!

"What happened?!"

The sudden screams shattered the peace. The experts gathered before the Devouring Divine Hall whirled around and saw, to their horror, evil black energy rolling in from the horizon.

The sky dimmed at once. A cold wind howled, and a nauseating evil aura spread through the air.

Luo Heng slowly rose and looked calmly toward the churning black clouds. "The Yimo have finally come."

"What?!" Liu Qing, Xiao Diao, and the others stared, their pupils contracting.

Demonic energy spread in from every direction until it covered the entire area. Only the ground within a thousand yards of the Devouring Divine Hall remained undisturbed.

As the demonic energy churned, a ghostly figure emerged from the clouds. He looked down at the many top experts before the hall and smiled. "So you're all here. That saves me a great deal of trouble."

"Hmph! You filthy creatures again!" Great Elder Kun Yuan's face turned cold. "You hide in the dark like rats, yet you still dare show yourselves?"

"Hahaha! We Yimo stayed hidden because we had important work to do. How could ignorant fools like you understand?" The figure threw back his head and laughed, his voice full of mockery. "If not for