The fall of the three King Halls plunged the entire Demon Suppression Prison into a brief, deathly silence.
Magma still churned and flowed through the darkness, its fiery glow illuminating everyone's faces, but no one spoke.
The Thunder Master broke the silence first. Retracting his lightning power, he walked to where the Fifth King Hall had vanished, kicked at the empty air, and grinned. "Finally killed those bastards. I've been waiting for this day for a damn long time."
The Space Master clapped his hands as well, his carefree smile returning. "The Third, Fourth, and Fifth King Halls all died here. The Demon Prison lot will probably be coughing up blood with rage."
At his words, the Master of Life and Death watched the gradually dispersing demonic aura in silence for a moment before saying softly, "This is only the beginning. The Yimo won't let this rest."
"Then let them come." The Flame Master stood at the edge of the magma lake, quiet resolve in his fiery red eyes. "However many come, we'll kill them all."
Luo Heng also withdrew the Xuanyuan Zichen Palace into his body. The Fifth King Hall's demonic soul, imprisoned within it, had been completely refined into pure energy and absorbed into his dantian.
After this battle, Luo Heng's aura had grown even more concentrated. He was now very close to breaking through his samsara tribulation.
He walked over to Ying Huanhuan, looked at her slightly pale face, and said softly, "Thanks for all your effort."
Ying Huanhuan shook her head. "It was nothing. I haven't had such a satisfying fight in ages."
Although she had fully awakened, she had only recently reached the reincarnation stage. Forcibly freezing the Third King Hall with Eternal Freeze had taken a considerable toll on her.
Luo Heng reached out