Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
With Shrek leading the way, the remaining Titled Douluo of the Three Great Empires arrived in an endless stream.
The Three Realms Sky Screen exploded into an uproar.
"Damn, is this the difference between generations of the Shrek Seven Devils?"
"The First Generation has lost hands and feet and is facing an all-out hunt by Qian Daoliu."
"The Third Generation has been dealt a crushing blow, and the Holy Spirit Cult of the Dragon King Era is invading in force."
"Only the Second-Generation Child of Destiny has already led the Seven Heroes to face the challenge of an entire world."
Huo Yuhao turned and looked gravely at Jin Ruir, Fang Yuan, Gu Quan, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen.
"I can tell you plainly now: I'm not certain I can get you through this battle alive."
"In other words, you might die."
"You can use whatever means you have, call on your connections... and leave."
This had all begun because of him. Huo Yuhao could not drag everyone else into his own affairs.
So if they left now, Huo Yuhao would not blame them.
After all, this was his personal grudge.
If they stayed, he would only have to hold back, unable to fight freely.
Because what he was about to do was mad—utterly mad. Everyone except him might die.
Though they would only be dead for a while.
Jin Ruir wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Huo Yuhao, and snorted.
"Your business is my business. I'm not leaving."
Gu Quan looked over the bodies strewn across the ground and frantically gathered corpses he could turn into Corpse Puppets.
"Leave? Where would I go? Boss, wherever you are, I'll be there!!!"
Fang Yuan held the Spring and Autumn Cicada and looked at the