Li Xuancang alone held back the two Saint Spirits. With no support, the Black Dragon King and Fire Phoenix King were in peril, like eggs stacked beneath a collapsing nest.
The two kings had already been wounded by the Pentagram Formation's self-destruction, then besieged by the Divine Lord and the others. Their wounds piled upon wounds, and they had fallen into a desperate plight.
"Divine Lord, we bear no grudges against one another. Why are you trying to kill us?"
The Black Dragon King demanded loudly.
He could not understand why the Divine Lord and the others harbored such intense killing intent toward him, as though they were irreconcilable enemies who could not live beneath the same sky.
The Divine Lord and the other five did not answer the Black Dragon King. Instead, their attacks grew even more violent.
The five great overlords had long held a grudge against the dragon and phoenix clans. They wanted nothing more than to wipe them out completely.
The Mountain River Hall, Divine Spirit Book, and Undying Nether Blade were all sacred artifacts. Having been refined by several overlord factions for countless years, they were evolving toward mid-grade sacred artifacts. Their power was astonishing, enough to pose a certain threat to Cave Heaven Realm experts.
With the five of them working alongside three sacred artifacts, the Black Dragon King and Fire Phoenix King had no chance of escape.
At this moment, Bone Xuan Old Devil and the others returned, watching covetously from the Dark Land.
"The Wild Continent is in internal strife. This is our chance."
What had happened exceeded Bone Xuan Old Devil and the others' expectations.
The Divine Lord and the others had not come to support the Demon Territory. Instead, they had attacked it. This was an opportunity for the Abyss.