"He's wounded!"
"Alliance Leader Guan is wounded!!!"
When the Living World's cultivators below saw this, the last line of defense in their hearts collapsed completely.
Even the World's Number One Grandmaster had fallen into a disadvantage under the combined assault of two Kings of Hell. Who else could stop this catastrophe?
Was the Living World truly doomed today?
"Ha ha ha ha! Guan Yue, where's that arrogance of yours now? Where's that blade you took so much pride in?!"
The Red-Rumped Yama grew fiercer with every exchange. He could feel Guan Yue's aura being steadily depleted, while he received an endless supply of replenishment through the Golden Bridge of Naihe.
The pleasure of toying with a mouse like a cat drove his excitement to its peak.
"Today, not only will I flatten Demon City, I'll personally drain your martial soul dry and refine you into the strongest dog under my command!"
The Black Sky Lord sneered repeatedly as well. His rule chains tightened further and further, attempting to seal Guan Yue completely in midair.
"Guan Yue, accept your fate."
"In the end, this world belongs to our Netherworld."
Faced with the two Kings of Hell's mockery and frenzied assault.
Guan Yue retreated dozens of steps and steadied himself.
He raised his hand and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his rough thumb.
His deep, tigerlike eyes quietly regarded the two insufferably arrogant Yama Avatars opposite him.
He felt no anger.
No fear.
And certainly no despair.
There was not even the slightest change in his expression. He was as calm as an ancient well that had remained unruffled for ten thousand years.
"Endless power?"
Guan Yue's voice rang out across the thunderous battlefield.
It remained just as measured, just as steady, yet carried an utter