"One final ultimatum: will you surrender to me?!"
Long Ji panted like an ox, seven or eight hideous claw wounds covering his body. Blood streamed down him, as though he had suffered death by a thousand cuts.
"Husband, take this Healing Pill, quickly!"
Beside him, Youmeng's face was filled with heartache. She swiftly produced an emerald-green pill and carefully fed it to Long Ji, then gently wiped away his blood and sweat.
Viewed from above, the enormous basin looked like ruins ravaged by war, riddled with devastation and traces of battle everywhere.
Every so often, several small craters appeared, as though gouged out by falling meteors. Dense steam continually rose from them like curling smoke, while at the mouth of a gorge, water thundered straight down like the Milky Way plunging from the ninth heaven.
Clearly, this had once been the rippling Giant Lake. Yet during the fierce battle between the two sides, its waters had evaporated completely, leaving only an enormous basin, like a scar upon the earth.
Within the basin, two groups stood sharply divided.
On the right stood Long Ji, Youmeng, and their companions, numbering well over a hundred, nearly two hundred in all. The additional dozens of demonic beasts were natives of the Secret Realm whom Long Ji had now enslaved.
The weaker ones had all become bloody sustenance for Youmeng and the others.
Youmeng's cultivation was now as unfathomable as an abyssal sea. Even the Ox Demon, Wang Di, and the others had reached human immortal realm great perfection.
Gan Xin, Wu Yue, and Shen Rong had all broken through to the human immortal realm as well. Apart from Long Ji, everyone in the group had reached at least the human immortal realm.
On the left stood over a dozen flood dragons and over