"Ye Chen is dead?"
Empress Xuan was not the only one to notice this. The other Life and Death Realm Kings locked in bloody battle with the Devil Race Demon Kings seemed to sense something as well and looked over from afar. Though they were far away and, logically speaking, the commotion here should not have drawn their attention, they looked over nonetheless. Their Soul Force surged, and they 'saw' the Giant Demon Emperor, as well as the fan-shaped mist of blood spreading before him.
"He's dead. What do we do?"
"He's a peerless genius, a legend of this age. How could he die?"
Everyone howled inwardly. They were not afraid of sacrifice or death; at critical moments, they could perish together with the Devil Race. But they feared being unable to see hope, unable to see the dawn of victory.
"Chen'er!"
"Big Brother!"
Ye Tianhao, Shen Yuqing, Ye Xuan, and Ye Xiaoxiao, who were fighting desperately, felt a stab of pain in their hearts, as though they had lost something, as though the most important thing was drifting away from them, leaving their bodies hollow and empty.
Suddenly, a roar resounded through the entire sky.
"Ye Chen, I know you're not dead! No one can kill you. Even if you are dead, crawl back to life for me! Otherwise, what gives you the right to stand over my head, Dugu Jue? You are destined for greatness!"
Terrifying light burst from Dugu Jue's eyes, veins bulging across his face. Every time he swung his blade, he roared. Each slash was heavier and fiercer than the last. His two Devil Race Demon King opponents were horrified. While reaching his own limit, he had actually shattered through it again. They could barely block the first slash; by the second, they were forced