Above and below, the restraining force suddenly tightened. The four Demon Kings immediately sensed the upheaval in heaven and earth, and their alarm deepened.
As soon as Han Shuo spoke, the four naturally understood that he was entirely responsible for the changes in this space. After their earlier battle, all four Demon Kings knew that Han Shuo possessed a mysterious and unfathomable martial technique. The changes in the surrounding space felt utterly unfamiliar and unnerving, making it clear to them that Han Shuo must have arranged all this.
Within their divine domains, the elemental power of the four elements no longer flowed in. The ground beneath their feet was as hard as iron and stone. Even Manticore's incomparably sharp Broad Sword could not blast through it completely, and the pressure weighing on the four gradually began to mount.
"Ridiculous! You think you alone can stop all four of us? Even Lord Behemoth doesn't have that power, much less you!" Gorandel's icy voice was filled with utter disdain, yet his gaze flickered uncertainly, his thoughts unknown.
"You've all seen how hard the ground is. Blasting our way through won't be easy. But the empty sky is the hardest place to defend. I think we should leave from above," Manticore suggested, looking up.
"Fine!" Gorandel agreed.
With their decision made, the four Demon Kings stopped wasting divine power on the ground. Looking up into the void at the hazy mist, they unleashed their earlier thunderous attacks again, blasting upward together.
Rumble...
Peals of thunder and strange noises rang out from every direction. At that moment, it was as though heaven and earth were collapsing, with deafening sounds everywhere.
Yet the empty sky seemed filled with soft, resilient cotton. When the four Demon Kings' terrifying divine strikes hit it, they felt only a