Ice Palace.
Eight Peak Saints had been attacking frantically for several hours, not giving Zhe Mu even a moment to catch his breath.
This caused deafening explosions to ring out continuously as a powerful storm swept across heaven and earth.
"These ants are really annoying!"
Zhe Mu's face was terrifyingly gloomy as he continuously swung the Black Great Saber in his hand, swiftly blocking all the attacks from the eight Peak Saints.
At this sight, the leaders throughout the area began discussing it heatedly.
"Do you think the eight Peak Saints can destroy Zhe Mu if they join forces!?"
"Impossible. Zhe Mu's combat strength has already surpassed the limits of the multiverse. Numbers alone can only hold him back; they can't destroy him."
"Don't be fooled by how fierce the firepower of those eight is. Once their true qi runs out, it'll be over for them!"
"And don't forget, Zhe Mu still hasn't used Heavenly Devil Black Light!"
"That's right! Once that move is used, it can assimilate tens of thousands of people and even create tens of thousands of Saints!"
"And there's Zhe Mu's Blade River. Just thinking about that single strike makes my scalp tingle!"
"Don't worry, he doesn't dare use those two moves!"
"Why not!?"
"Last time Zhe Mu used Heavenly Devil Black Light, his aura dropped drastically. Wang Hao nearly killed him with a single sword strike afterward."
"I get it now. As long as Wang Hao doesn't appear, Zhe Mu won't dare use his two ultimate moves. Otherwise, the excessive consumption will leave him dead for sure."
"All we can do now is pray that Great Devil King Wang Hao suddenly grows a conscience and hurries out to eliminate Zhe Mu!"
"I really don't understand it. The enemy has already reached our doorstep, so how