Golden light pierced the darkness, filling the skies with radiance.
Above the Sea of National Fortune, the Son of Heaven Sword continuously breathed in and out the aura of national fortune, exuding an ultimate edge. Jiang Che stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping over the Demon Saints before him.
Although the Human Race held no advantage in numbers, he felt no fear whatsoever.
With national fortune upon him, his combat strength had risen another level beyond before. At this moment, he wished to test where his limits truly lay.
Since Jiang Che intended to act, the others naturally would not remain idle. The four grand marshals, including Xue Pingzu, had all changed into battle armor and vaguely formed a great formation.
Though none of the four had yet entered the Manifestation Realm, united together, they could be called invincible beneath the Human Immortal realm.
The Yin Yang Twin Fiends burst from their coffins, their deep, shadowed pupils fixed intently upon the Demon Race ahead.
Xiang Yuan wore a brocade robe and stood as immovable as a mountain, yet his aura continued to climb. As the Confucian Saint's direct disciple, although he rarely acted in the martial world, his strength was not the least bit lacking.
Otherwise, he would not have occupied Sacred Sea City with no one daring to provoke him.
His combat power far surpassed that of his peers.
Feng Wuji, the Supreme Elder of Mystic Heaven Limitless Palace, was not idle either. With a wave of his hand, he scattered several Saintly Weapons around himself, ready to strike at any moment.
Kuron Old Ancestor chuckled darkly as azure light flowed endlessly over his body.
True Monarch of Sea Suppression Xuanyuan He stood in white, like a divine sword drawn from its sheath. He