Among the Four Great Heavenly Courts gathered the geniuses of the Seven Realms and Six Great Races. It could truly be said that talents converged like clouds.
Yet back then, the Undead Race had not even ranked among the top ten of the Myriad Races.
But the Undead Race had produced one genius after another, their bloodlines actually reaching above ninety-five, making them evenly matched against the Heavenly Courts' divine generals.
Then the Undead Race's Third Prince entered the Purgatory Battlefield and consecutively defeated nine divine generals of the Heavenly Courts, nearly crushing the Four Great Heavenly Courts until they could not catch their breath.
Even more terrifyingly, this Third Prince had challenged them continuously, fighting a wheel battle and defeating nine people in a row.
Such strength was simply too terrifying.
At this moment, two figures faced each other on the arena.
One wore a black robe, yet had a pale face and white hair. He was incomparably sinister and alluring, and the aura emanating from him was exceedingly terrifying.
This man was none other than the Undead Race's Third Prince, Prince Jueyu.
On the other side of the arena stood a female divine general. Her features were cold and aloof, carrying a trace of proud frostiness, but the aura she exuded was no weaker than Prince Jueyu's.
"I wonder whether Yao Ziluó can defeat Prince Jueyu. If even she loses, then among the Four Great Heavenly Courts, only Sheng Yunfeng has any hope of defeating Prince Jueyu!"
"Yao Ziluó and Sheng Yunfeng are not far apart in strength. If Yao Ziluó cannot defeat Prince Jueyu, Sheng Yunfeng does not have much hope either!"
The divine generals of the Four Great Heavenly Courts watched the two on the arena and began discussing among themselves, their faces filled with worry.