Night Emperor's pressure surged!
White Jade City lay between Thunder Emperor and Fragrance Emperor. Now that Dragon Emperor had left, Night Emperor's Immortal Pouch World had become the bridge connecting him to the two emperors.
Myriad thunder beasts, Dragon Emperor's dragon horde, and Fragrance Emperor's own army of demon creatures all charged into Night Emperor's Immortal Pouch World.
Night Emperor's Netherworld Cities fell one after another.
After a while, only thirteen of the original fifty-five Netherworld Cities remained. Most of the Immortal Pouch World had fallen, landing in the hands of Thunder Emperor and Fragrance Emperor.
"Heh, so you're Night Emperor? I once heard that your talent was unmatched and that you had earned Star Saint's favor. Who would have thought that meeting you was worse than hearing of you? You're so foolish beyond measure. This so-called genius is nothing but an empty shell." Thunder Emperor folded his arms and sneered. At this point, victory was already firmly in his grasp.
"Night Emperor, you still have time to flee. At least you can preserve thirteen formation-eye cities. As long as you live, there will be a chance to rise again from East Mountain." On the other side, Fragrance Emperor laughed sweetly, her unfathomable gaze continuously sizing Night Emperor up.
Yet in the face of such a perilous situation, Night Emperor smiled. He suddenly spread his arms and looked up at the sky, his laughter ringing clearly from beneath his mask.
His laughter was icy as it swept across the entire battlefield. "Hehehe, today's battle shall be the battle in which I, Night Emperor, rise to fame! The two of you should feel honored to serve as my foil and thus leave your names for all eternity. Now open your eyes wide and see what the number one, peerless innate divine