Misfortune and fortune had no gate; people summoned them themselves.
Lord of Tian Quan had harbored sinister intentions. Just as he had wanted to employ some ghostly trick, the Fate Heavenly Sword severed his head.
Truly, karmic retribution never failed.
"How could this be?"
Witnessing this tragic scene, the Underworld demons' livers and gall burst. How could they dare linger for even a moment? One after another, they used blood-escape techniques and fled desperately toward the depths of the starry sea.
Poor Lord of Tian Quan—he had spent half his life running about for the Underworld Clan's grand cause, only to die with his Dao scattered in the end. No one even collected his corpse. He truly died with his eyes unclosed!
Meanwhile, the battle on the other side had also reached a fever pitch.
Under Shen Yun's merciless pursuit, Empress Siming was left struggling on all sides, dangers arising one after another. She was on the verge of following in the other's footsteps.
Boom!!
The Creation Divine Fist shot across the sky. Its air-rending roar exploded like wild thunder, shattering the Termination Immortal Light and smashing solidly against the Red Lotus Immortal Spear!
"Puh—!"
Empress Siming sprayed blood across the sky. Before that unmatched sharpness, she was forced back step by step. Even the Red Lotus Karma Fire flickering at the spearpoint had three lotus petals cut away, withering in the wind.
"His mana is still growing stronger. He has even replenished his damaged origin. Could there truly be Battle Immortals of legend in this world?"
The Empress swallowed the sweetness of blood in her mouth, her exquisite face filled with uncertainty and shock.
Shen Yun had now fused nine ancient Daos into one, and his realm had surged forward once more.
It was like a pond suddenly