In a hidden place on the eighth layer of the Thunder Sea, two Supreme-grade Dao Artifacts—the Ancient Thunder Seal and the Profound Mother Treasure Wheel—hung high overhead. They unfolded their Dao domains, suppressing all in their path, while below them, the radiance of another Supreme-grade Dao Artifact, the Nine Heavens Pure Righteous Bell, had begun to dim.
"After wearing him down for so long, Xuan Qiong has finally reached his limit."
Taking in every change, Canghai True Lord let out a long breath.
Though he had caught Xuan Qiong unprepared and fought him two against one, Xuan Qiong was no easy opponent. Canghai had paid a considerable price to suppress him. To say he was exhausted in body and mind would be no exaggeration. Now that Xuan Qiong's resistance had grown exceedingly faint, he could finally breathe a little easier.
If this had dragged on any longer, Canghai truly feared he would have been the one unable to hold out. Fortunately, strong as Xuan Qiong was, he had his limits.
But the Wind-Thunder Demon Emperor showed little joy at his words. Instead, his face was grave.
Seeing him like this, Canghai True Lord looked puzzled.
"What troubles you, fellow Daoist? Xuan Qiong is on the verge of falling. Isn't that cause for celebration?"
Sensing that something was wrong, Canghai True Lord asked the question.
"I can't reach Zi Yi, Jade-Faced, or Xuan Yin."
Raising his head, the Wind-Thunder Demon Emperor spoke one word at a time.
Because of Thunder-Taming True Lord's orders, he had spent this time focused on Xuan Qiong, intending to kill him as quickly as possible. He had paid little attention to events outside, leaving the pursuit of the other Impermanence Sect members entirely to Purple Intent Daoist and the others.
Of course, he had never believed