A single Nine Corpse Heavenly Demon Emperor appearing out of nowhere could frighten the entire Douluo Continent into collectively wetting their pants.
Yet in these three men's mouths, those terrifying demons had actually become prey for stretching their limbs and wagering on a competition?
What an utterly domineering spirit!
Within the sky screen.
Hearing Xiao Yan's suggestion, the corners of Lin Dong's stern mouth also curved with considerable interest.
He had always been something of a martial fanatic, so he naturally would not refuse a suggestion that let him fight to his heart's content.
"Brother Xiao, your suggestion is exactly what I had in mind."
Lin Dong turned toward Su Changqing, who stood in the middle.
"But what do you think, Brother Su?"
Su Changqing met their gazes, his white robes snapping in the wind.
A seemingly easygoing smile, yet one carrying absolute confidence, slowly appeared on his face, gentle as polished jade.
"Since you two are in such fine spirits."
Su Changqing nodded slightly.
"My Great Desolation Divine Realm happens to be short of high-quality demon essence to feed those restless Sect-Protecting Divine Beasts of mine."
He brushed his sleeves, his tone as casual as if he were about to pick a few cabbages in his back garden.
"I accept this wager."
"Good!"
Xiao Yan laughed, his voice ringing like a great bell.
"Since Brother Su and Brother Lin have both agreed, let's set off!"
Before his words had faded, Xiao Yan reached back and drew the Heavy Xuan Ruler beside him, swinging it fiercely at the void ahead.
Riiip!
His single strike forcibly cleaved open an enormous spatial rift thousands of yards long.
The other end of the rift connected to endless Void Turbulence.
"I'll go ahead. You two, see you at the border!"
Xiao Yan flashed