The battle at the Underworld raged on. Demonic clouds pressed down upon the realm as the master of the Demon Palace descended in person. Ten thousand demons knelt in worship, welcoming their sovereign.
Amid the rolling demonic clouds, a figure whose pressure overwhelmed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths slowly descended. Demonic tides surged around him, his terrifying aura unprecedented—surpassing heaven and earth, forcing all creation to bow.
The Devil Master, the present-day sovereign of the Demon Palace, was the first true human powerhouse to stand above the Fourth Realm. The moment he arrived, the starry sky within a hundred thousand miles trembled. One great star after another showed signs of instability, unable to bear this world-shaking Demonic Might.
Before the divine barrier, the Yamas watched the approaching figure, their expressions grave. He had come after all.
"Retreat."
At the forefront of the battle, Ning Chen spoke calmly. Then he stepped into the air and retreated toward the Underworld behind him.
Hearing this, the Yamas did not hesitate in the slightest. Their figures flashed, and they withdrew behind the divine barrier.
Before the army of three hundred thousand, the Devil Master, clad in Nine Li Battle Armor, strode forward. Looking at the barrier ahead, he raised his right hand, and ten thousand layers of demonic tides came crashing down.
With a deafening boom, an irresistible force struck the countless falling stars. A shocking sight unfolded as hundreds upon thousands of meteorites were reduced to dust beneath the Demonic Might, vanishing completely.
Within the divine barrier, the Yamas could not conceal their shock. Was this the power of the Fourth Realm?
Before the Yamas, Ning Chen gave a light shout. His hands turned over, and he unleashed all his cultivation, taking control of the divine barrier.
The divine barrier spread without