Before long, lightning flashed and thunder roared over Celestia. The whole island looked like a nightclub, with multicolored light erupting across it without pause.
"How long do you think we should fight them?" Xiu Yuan stood in the distance, quietly watching everything unfold on Celestia.
The one fighting the Seven Archons was a shadow Xiu Yuan had split off from himself, wielding four powers: life, death, time, and space.
Xiu Yuan wanted to see how far this shadow could go against the Seven Archons.
"That depends on how afraid of you you want them to be." The Lord of the Underworld stood beside Xiu Yuan.
"Enough to tremble at the mere mention of my name," Xiu Yuan offered as an example.
Hearing this, the Lord of the Underworld glanced at Xiu Yuan and suddenly felt that, in a certain sense, this guy was pretty damn ruthless.
He actually wanted seven Demon Gods who had taken part in a thousand-year war to tremble in fear at the mention of his name?
Just how badly would he have to beat them to leave that kind of psychological scar?
"Maybe ten days to half a month, defeating them twenty or thirty times every day." The Lord of the Underworld wasn't quite sure.
"Twenty or thirty defeats a day, for ten days straight? That's too cruel." Xiu Yuan shook his head, feeling that wasn't quite appropriate.
"Then how long do you think?"
"Defeating each of them a thousand times should be enough."
The Lord of the Underworld's expression darkened.
What the fuck...
Wasn't that far crueler than his suggestion?!
The Lord of the Underworld's verdict was, "You might as well just kill them."
"Actually, it should be enough once their eyes lose focus. Or when they instinctively feel afraid, terrified, or even surrender as