Su Xin looked at the three True Martial Realm powerhouses, a faintly mocking smile on his face. "Three True Martial Realm powerhouses—everyone certainly thinks highly of me."
Ji Wuling said blandly, "Since that is the case, are you still unwilling to surrender without resistance?"
A strange expression appeared on Su Xin's face. "Since you know I am one of the Underworld, do you really think this is all the trump cards I have?"
The moment Su Xin's words fell, Buddhist light flashed. Ksitigarbha stepped out of midair, one step at a time, and with every footfall, golden lotuses bloomed beneath him, wondrous beyond measure.
Behind Ksitigarbha, Son of Heaven Yama arrived through the air as well, blood waves surging around him to blot out the sky.
Below the two of them, more than a dozen powerhouses in ornate black robes and Underworld Masks arrived with towering auras. Even the weakest among them were in the Spirit Fusion Realm.
The appearance of these two True Martial Realm beings and the host of Underworld powerhouses instantly sent the entire scene into an uproar.
It was truly hard to say who was stronger, First Dynasty or the Two Palaces of Heaven and Earth.
The Underworld was indeed powerful, but in terms of overall strength, the Great Zhou Imperial Court was still stronger. With the Underworld's current numbers, at most they could control one circuit or several circuits; they simply could not rule the world as Great Zhou did.
Yet it was likewise impossible for Great Zhou to wipe out the Underworld. Even if Great Zhou threw its full strength into the effort, in the end, it might not even be able to find the Underworld's lair.
But under these circumstances, with the Underworld aiding Su Xin, his side's strength would undoubtedly surge.
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