All the Epoch powerhouses of the Divine Realm fell to their knees, their eyes filled with fervor and reverence.
The Twelve-Winged Seraph's gaze swept across the arena before finally settling on the Netherworld King and Ghost Princess.
The Netherworld King and Ghost Princess both cultivated demonic qi and frigid yin energy. They were its mortal enemies!
"I have slumbered for far too long."
"So long that the world has forgotten the majesty of the Divine Realm."
It slowly raised a hand. Within its palm, a ball of searing flame swirled.
Everyone could sense the terrifying power contained beneath those flames!
"This battle, the Divine Realm will not lose again!"
As the Twelve-Winged Seraph entered the field, the entire venue erupted once more.
"It is actually a Twelve-Winged Seraph! The Divine Realm still has such a trump card?!"
"Legend says that for every additional pair of wings the Angel Clan possesses, their strength doubles!"
"A Twelve-Winged Seraph is unquestionably among the most supreme bloodlines!!"
"This Emperor Path Strife truly has monsters emerging one after another!"
"The Netherworld King, Ghost Princess, the Golden Dragon King, the Twelve-Winged Seraph..."
"Any one of these four, if placed in previous contests, would have been an invincible existence capable of sweeping through an entire generation!"
"Yet now, they have all appeared in the same generation!"
The discussions of the Six Realms' powerhouses rose and fell like tidal waves.
Four peerless prodigies stood upon the battlefield, each occupying one side.
The Netherworld King wore black robes as dark as ink, its aura restrained as an abyss!
Ghost Princess wore a dark gown like the night, frigid yin energy spreading around her!
The Golden Dragon King wore dazzling golden armor, its dragon might vast and surging!
The Twelve-Winged Seraph was shrouded in blazing heat, sacred and imposing!
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