The nine heavens' blood river poured down, streaming and surging in reverse as it slammed headlong into the kings.
"This slave king..."
Spiderstar King's expression trembled slightly.
She watched the rivers of blood surging back from every direction.
How was this a river? It was clearly countless minute sword qi gathered together, forming droplets, then a river, rushing across heaven and earth.
Forget mountains and land—even a mountain of divine iron would vanish into smoke before this blood river!
Earlier, Spiderstar King had still entertained the notion of killing the enemy alone.
After all, she was far stronger than the other kings, and the Imperial Clans were a race fiercely devoted to slaughter. They had always yearned for the Great Emperors' deeds of suppressing all enemies beneath the heavens with a single hand.
Now, that thought had utterly vanished.
If she faced him alone, she feared she would be severely wounded and at death's door in an instant, with no power left to resist!
Her thoughts spun for only a moment before the blood river had already arrived, falling before the kings.
Boom!
With an earth-shaking crash, spiritual light scattered.
The thirty kings of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan were blasted back dozens of miles, smashing through one void after another. Space continually shattered and tore apart, forming an unhealable abyssal rift across the sky.
The kings were covered in wounds, blood dripping from their bodies as they cut sorry figures.
"Alas."
"Why have all of your strengths increased so much..."
Jiang Ding sighed softly.
Do not be deceived by the Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivators' injuries.
Each of them possessed an Undying Body of varying rank. Unless their wounds contained sustained damage from highly concentrated sword intent, potent poison, Dao intent, or the like, they were no more than