Before the Three Emperors Hall, the great battle ended. The Peng Clan's peerless prodigy suffered a crushing defeat, his pair of wings torn off alive, a desolate sight beyond words.
Having witnessed this scene with his own eyes, the old Peng King's eyes nearly split apart. Murderous intent filled his gaze as he disregarded everything to step forward and avenge his only son.
Before Kunyi Imperial Hall, the Demonic Emperor Kunyi acted. Space was sealed, transforming into a Heaven and Earth Cage that trapped the master of the Heavenly Peng Clan.
"Peng King, a wager must be honored!"
Before the Eight Desolations Imperial Hall, the Eight Desolations Demonic Emperor spoke indifferently.
The three great Demonic Emperors each stood within the rosy light, their auras swallowing heaven and earth, their majesty shaking the hundred clans. It made everyone realize that in this Primeval Demonic Realm, these three men were the true heavens.
The old Peng King gradually recovered his senses from madness. His murder-filled eyes swept toward the young man in plain robes nearby, before he strode to his severely injured, unconscious son, picked him up, and left.
Before the Three Emperors Hall, the Three Demonic Emperors did not stop him. They silently watched as the old Peng King departed with Ao Lie.
After this battle, the Peng Clan young master's foundations and martial heart had both been utterly destroyed. The Peng Clan had lost its heir and was destined to be unable to recover for centuries.
Before the nine thousand stone steps, the emissaries of the hundred clans recovered from their shock. Looking at the Heavenly Demon Clan's Thirteenth Prince, monstrous as a demon before them, they could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Before the old Peng King, an expert comparable to an Imperial Path powerhouse,