Splash!
Above and below, in every direction, mighty torrents of black water formed a closed enclosure, surging across the sky and blocking all sight.
Even the sky darkened because of it.
"Well, Qing Yang? What do you think of my Boundless Sea of Bitterness Formation?"
"Did you think you could take advantage of me so easily?!"
With the formation activated, Devil Lord Black Heaven laughed with triumphant abandon, his voice brimming with satisfaction.
Seeing the two trapped within the formation finally eased much of the resentment lodged in his heart, but he did not grow careless.
Behind the surging black water, he poured all his magic power into the true treasure in his hands, expanding it to three hundred zhang before sending it down into the formation to crush them.
Acting on his anger like this would undoubtedly cost him considerable time that could have been spent searching for treasures.
But what Devil Lord Black Heaven pursued in his cultivation and quest for the Dao was freedom from frustrations.
If he lacked the strength, a gentleman could wait ten years for revenge.
If he had the strength, revenge should never wait overnight.
Sometimes, gains and losses were not so important. He could not haggle over every little thing; what mattered most was feeling satisfied and letting his thoughts flow freely.
If I can't even do that, why seek immortality? Why cultivate the Dao?!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The enormous Samsara Palace radiated terrifying might. Fierce winds howled in its wake as it descended like a mountain toward the two cultivators.
At this moment, Devil Lord Black Heaven unleashed his full strength without reservation, easily bringing the treasure's power to the fourth-tier peak.
Seizing the opportunity provided by the formation, he sought to wash away his earlier humiliation!
Moreover, he pushed Senluo Hall's