Moon Worshipper Ancient Land. As the new High Priest took office, Marquis of Knowing Fate took on the honor and disgrace of the Moon Worshipper Clan, the burden on his shoulders growing heavier still.
Having received their grace, he had to bear its weight. Ning Chen understood this clearly, and so he did not decline.
For ten days, Ning Chen remained in the Moon Worshipper Sacred Land, accepting the High Priest's duties and martial arts. Within the ancient land, he laid down one divine restriction after another, one formation after another, thoroughly concealing the entire Moon Worshipper Ancient Land.
The final battle was drawing near. He could no longer drag the Moon Worshipper Clan into it.
Ten days later, Ning Chen left behind one body and departed at once.
The red-robed Phoenix Body stood before the altar, watching the two bodies leave in silent stillness. Not a ripple could be seen in her calm eyes.
Devil Realm, towering holy hall. Devilish qi surged and churned, and within it sat a majestic, overbearing figure cross-legged, suppressing the Moon God's power that kept erupting.
His heart meridians had been grievously wounded, the Coiling Dragon Divine Bow wholly submerged within him and nowhere to be seen. Violent power spread through every meridian, ravaging the Devil Master's indestructible body.
The powers of Gods and Devils collided in an inextricable deadlock. The Moon God's final power erupted, grievously wounding the master of Demon Palace and worsening the injuries of his damaged devil body.
Outside the holy hall, Xie Tiance turned back to look at the master of Demon Palace amid the devilish qi. His brows unconsciously furrowed. The result of this battle had truly exceeded his expectations. The Ninth Son of Ink Sect and the King of Beiqi had joined forces and actually reached such