The Primordial World now possessed not only formidable combat strength but also a fighting style of its own, developed under the Fallen Angel's reforms.
Powerhouses who focused on body tempering and defense, along with the hardy fighters of the Demon Race and the Buddhist Sect, held the front line.
Those who cultivated Thunder Arts and the law of fire attacked right behind them.
All manner of formations provided support.
The powerhouses of the Primordial World suppressed their enemies so thoroughly that they could not lift their heads.
Flower Soul roared, "You lunatic! I'll fight you to the death!"
Flower Soul's true body suddenly swelled, as though about to self-destruct.
The Demon Emperor was immediately alarmed.
If such a powerful body exploded, its destructive force would surely be immense.
"Everyone, be careful! That huge fellow is about to self-destruct!"
Everyone was shocked and began searching for cover.
At the same time, they reined in their auras completely, doing all they could to protect their bodies.
But three breaths later, the explosion they had imagined still had not come.
The giant in that world suddenly broke through the world's barrier and stepped outside.
The sudden move left even the Demon Emperor stunned.
"Did he just run away?"
The Demon Emperor was dumbfounded. It was not as though he had never been tricked before, but how could he tolerate being fooled by a flower time and again?
That fellow had actually bluffed him, then fled at the crucial moment.
The composite of those microscopic life-forms fled along with the flower.
As for the remaining plants that possessed soul power, they trembled in their corners, utterly at a loss.
Before long, the battle drew to a close.
The Demon Emperor surveyed the enormous world. Its fighting strength had actually been so weak.
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