Bai Wujiang's arrival made the blood-red starry sky, already saturated with the laws of slaughter, even more oppressive and violent.
Greed and madness gleamed openly in his abyss-like eyes. He had clearly used some secret art to trace Chu Tian's teleportation path and had come to claim a share of the spoils.
"Bai Wujiang! What are you doing here, Old Devil Head?!"
The Asura Emperor's face darkened the instant he saw Bai Wujiang. Wariness and fury flashed in his eyes. He had paid an enormous price to lay this Heavenly Net and intercept Chu Tian. Just as his prize came within reach, Bai Wujiang had barged in.
"What am I doing here? Taking back what belongs to the Devil Race, of course!" Bai Wujiang laughed wildly and swung the Ten Thousand Demon Banner in his hand, its demonic qi surging skyward.
"Woooo—"
Hundreds of millions of Primordial Era demon souls howled out of the banner and formed a black cloud that blotted out the sky. Unexpectedly, they did not rush at Chu Tian, who was trapped inside the array. Instead, they bared their fangs and claws and slammed straight into the Asura Emperor's Asura Purgatory Grand Array!
BOOM!
The demon cloud crashed into the sea of blood. Countless cracks tore through the array's edge, and the blood-red chains wrapped around Chu Tian loosened.
"Bai Wujiang! Have you gone mad?!" The Asura Emperor roared, so furious that smoke might have poured from his every orifice. "We should join forces and kill him first! He has the Five Elements Imperial Seal, and he knows the secrets of the Primordial Ancestral Land!"
"Kill him? So you can keep the Five Elements Imperial Seal and the Hongmeng inheritance for yourself?" A mocking smile curled Bai Wujiang's lips, naked calculation in his eyes. "Old Asura,