The Heavenly Demon Emperor could hear the Demon General's shouts, and naturally, so could Futu Yijing.
He looked toward the source of the voice and discovered a familiar face.
"You're still alive? Perfect. Let's see if you can summon the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor this time." Futu Yijing's calm voice rang out.
Hearing Futu Yijing's words, the Demon General's eyes filled with hatred.
Back when he and the other Blade Demon Clan experts had come to the Saint Abyss Continent in search of treasure, they had encountered this fellow.
At the Upper Earth Sovereign level, Futu Yijing had killed many of his clan's experts. He had been the only survivor.
Had the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor not arrived, he too would have perished beneath that black dragon.
After speaking, Futu Yijing paid the Demon General no further attention. In his eyes, the Demon General was now nothing more than a capering clown.
"Brat, I've changed my mind. Though your body is very tempting, you killed descendants of my Blade Demon Clan, and for that, you deserve death!" The Heavenly Demon Emperor's gaze turned vicious.
"My answer remains the same. Let's see if you have what it takes!" Futu Yijing's expression remained unchanged.
"Arrogant!" The Heavenly Demon Emperor's hands transformed into two pitch-black, razor-sharp sabers. Cold light flowed along their edges, and each sweep sliced even space to pieces. Their sharpness had clearly reached the extreme.
The Heavenly Demon Emperor slashed at Futu Yijing.
The Blade Light carried terrifying power, ravenously devouring the slaughter aura on the battlefield as it gradually turned blood-red. Wherever it passed, it tore through space, whipping up a small Space-Time Wind Storm.
"Young one, be careful!" the Spear Ancestor's remnant soul warned.
"Senior, please believe that the Great Thousand World you fought to the death to protect is