"Old Ghost Ming Huo!"
Elder Mingfeng watched in anguish, his eyes nearly splitting. Ming Huo had been his closest brother for a hundred years.
"You fool! Do you have a death wish?"
Elder Ming He yanked him aside, dodging a peerlessly sharp Battle Will spear that slammed into the ground below, blasting out a crater hundreds of yards across.
"Great Nether Waterfall!"
The two elders of Netherworld Palace—one a Ninth Grade Sovereign, the other an Eighth Grade Sovereign—joined forces in a furious strike. Its power was naturally immense.
A mighty torrent of Dark Spirit Power surged forth like a mountain flood, cascading down as a vast divine waterfall, steeped in the aura of the Netherworld.
"Art of Devouring Demon, Devouring Demon Battle Seal!"
Lin Ming, who had been scared into a cold sweat, struck back in kind.
The enormous skull hovering above the Netherworld Iron Guard opened its mouth, drawing in an endless torrent of terrifying Battle Will. Hei Guang grew increasingly dense.
At last, it compressed into a dark seal hundreds of yards across.
It was like a black hole spinning without end, devouring all things. The waves of power it gave off made countless experts' scalps crawl, as if their Spirit Souls and thoughts were about to be sucked away.
Whoosh! The two supreme attacks arrived almost simultaneously.
A deluge of attacks engulfed the towering Battle Will giant. It held on for a dozen breaths amid sighs heavy with disappointment, then collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Boom!!!
At that very moment, an ancient peal of thunder rang across the world, tearing through the darkness.
The surging ocean of Battle Will did not stop churning. A terrifying vortex took shape.
An immense palace of thunder rose slowly from within it. Countless arcs of lightning crackled and spilled into the