"Who won in the end?!"
The Sword Manor Lord's strained voice rang out.
The scene, the spectacle, the methods displayed—whether it was the Demon God or Yang Chen, either one could slaughter them with ease.
To them, it no longer mattered who won.
What mattered was whether the Demon God and Yang Chen had both suffered grievous losses. Only then would they have a chance to reap the benefits—or rather, to gamble for the faintest sliver of survival!
Gradually, heaven and earth returned to calm. A gigantic palm could be seen pressing the Demon God down onto one knee, while the armor covering his body shuddered incessantly.
Terrifying might radiated from it, causing even the surrounding void to tremble faintly.
Yet that palm seemed to possess boundless strength. Even the Demon God, a divine being, was nearly unable to endure it.
After all, the Demon God had only just emerged from his seal, and his strength had yet to fully recover. Though he possessed power beyond the Immortal realm, he was still far from the Demon God at his peak.
That was why he could not withstand Yang Chen's move.
But the main reason still lay with Yang Chen himself.
The instant Yang Chen attacked, he also drew upon the power of the Demon-Suppressing Sacred Body. Combined with the power of the Heaven Divination Board, he suppressed the Demon God in an instant with the force of dead leaves before a gale.
One had to know that the Heaven Divination Board was a Chaos Supreme Treasure. Even supreme experts and divine beings would not dare clash with it head-on. Though Yang Chen could not unleash all of its power, it was more than enough to deal with a Demon God who had only just escaped captivity.
On top of that,