The battle in Judgment City had already completely entered its most fevered stage. Qin Luo's Villain Points had long since broken through one million billion.
Before him, quite a few Demon Race World Lords were kneeling.
It was too tragic. They simply could not defeat the Departed Spirits under Qin Luo's command, and the casualties were especially severe.
Late World Lord Realm experts who made a move died; Perfected World Lord Realm experts who made a move fell.
Judgment City was also facing collapse. One Demon Race World Lord after another transformed into their true forms, nearly bursting Judgment City apart.
Xuan Heng's expression was exceptionally grim. They had already drawn Judgment City above Azure Abyss City, yet they had not dared to pull Judgment City completely into the city.
They truly did not dare. They feared that Qin Luo and the others would take the chance to slip into the city. If that happened, all their efforts would be wasted.
Jun Mochen's expression became exceptionally solemn. The clash between two tigers he had expected had not appeared. It was a rout—an absolute rout.
"How does this Heavenly Hound have so many powerful subordinates? Are there already more than ten Perfected World Lord Realm experts?" Jun Mochen asked uncertainly.
Xuan Heng nodded. "That's right. There are thirteen Perfected World Lord Realm experts."
Those thirteen only existed after counting Jin Lin.
He looked at Jin Lin, his eyes brimming with killing intent. "This mongrel bird actually dared to toy with us. He deserves to die!"
"No, we cannot sit by and watch them be wiped out. Otherwise, our Demon Nation will exist in name only." The Demon Race World Lords inside Judgment City had now lost nearly one-third of their number. Some had also suffered severe injuries; their deaths were merely