Inside the Exquisite Pagoda, the battle had reached a white-hot climax.
Though besieged by a thousand demons.
This Grand Marshal of the Armies of the Three Realms still showed no sign of defeat.
Even when he occasionally seemed to be at a disadvantage, even Black Baleful Devil Lord knew—the one holding the upper hand had always been the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.
Sure enough, no one worthy of great fame was a fraud!
Even stripped of the Seven-Treasure Exquisite Pagoda, this Star Lord-level mighty one's terrifying divine power still far exceeded the thousand demons' imagination.
That body of bronze skin and iron bones alone rivaled an innate spirit treasure. No matter how the demons hacked at him or scorched him with demonic fire, they could never inflict a fatal wound.
Yet at this moment, amid his towering rage, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's heart was also roiling like stormy seas.
Even now, he could not understand how Lu Chen had made it to the third floor.
The first floor might have had the traitor Lan'er's assistance.
But Lan'er had merged with Weak Water for a thousand years and had long lost the ability to carry people.
Even if she had betrayed him, how could that mortal brat have crossed the Weak Water?
Not to mention passing through the Samadhi True Fire Heaven on the second floor with nothing but mortal flesh!
Even more inconceivable was that a mere mortal could command immortal divine fire?
Could this brat possess some immortal treasure?
Taking advantage of a lull in the battle, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King forcibly split off a thread of divine sense and sent it probing toward Lu Chen. Yet before it could touch its target, it sank like an ox of clay into the sea, becoming sluggish and obscure.
Clearly, Black Baleful