"Kill..."
The Chaos Demon Gods were falling, their shrill roars echoing through the chaos.
Endless anger and despair mingled within them, spreading outward.
They had no sentience, only instinct, and that anger and despair came precisely from their instincts.
The most resplendent light in the chaos erupted from that supreme divine artifact, even eclipsing Lu Chuan, who wielded the axe.
At this moment, the scene before their eyes seemed to send them back to the distant time before the heavens were opened, to the Chaos Era, making them relive that battle once more...
The immortals and demons of the Three Realms instantly felt their spirits rise.
"Honored Heavenly Venerables, does that disciple of mine have any chance of winning?"
But Shen Gongbao was not so optimistic. Instead, he asked the people beside him somewhat nervously.
After all, that enormous demonic shadow standing behind the multitude of Chaos Demon Gods had already defeated the highest combat power on their side—the Heavenly Dao.
Tongtian and the other two exchanged a glance, their expressions grave.
Shen Gongbao shouted, "Can we really only stand here and watch, unable to help at all?"
Tongtian said in a deep voice, "Shen Gongbao is right. We cannot leave every trouble to Lingxu. If even he can have such awareness, how can we fall behind?"
With a rumbling boom, a golden path of light extended from beneath Tongtian's feet. The Four Immortal-Slaying Swords rose and fell above his head, ringing with metallic clangs as chaotic Sword Qi surged.
Tongtian's expression was solemn as he strode forward.
"Where are the disciples of the Jie Sect?! To battle!"
Zhao Gongming shouted. Riding the Black Tiger and holding the Golden Whip, one tiger took the lead, while behind him, the disciples of the Jie Sect were greatly encouraged. In a vast,