In the Thunder Realm, atop a towering peak ten thousand zhang high, as the Heavenly Demon Third Prince arrived, Marquis of Knowing Fate rose to his feet. Demonic qi surged wildly, and his fighting intent pierced the heavens.
The final battle, a clash of palms, had at last arrived amid everyone's anticipation.
Upon the peak, Xuanlie descended from the sky, demonic qi billowing around him with a force that seemed capable of devouring heaven.
His feet touched the ground. The earth could scarcely bear that peerless demonic might; the towering peak rumbled and shook, mountains collapsing as the land split apart.
Among the camps of both humans and devils, every King Realm expert who sensed the strength of the Heavenly Demon Third Prince's aura changed expression.
"Something is wrong."
Within the human camp, Mu Qianshang spoke in a grave voice. "How could Xuanlie's aura be this terrifying?"
Was this truly an aura a King Realm cultivator should possess? Even an Emperor would be little more than this.
"Blatant cheating!"
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in fury.
"His aura has reached the Imperial Path, but his cultivation realm remains at the King Realm. It cannot be said that he has broken the rules."
Behind them, Xia Ziyi stood and stepped forward, his expression icy.
"For the sake of winning this wager, the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan has truly stopped at nothing."
At the side, the Night Lord spoke solemnly. "When two realms clash, all is fair in war. We underestimated them."
"To think that brat Knowing Fate actually lost to someone else when it came to shamelessness. That really pisses me off." Luo Xingchen looked thoroughly displeased.
"Not necessarily."
Mu Qianshang looked at the black-clad young man atop the peak, his expression gradually calming. "When have you ever