Fear Without End

Devil Marshal Tu Tai was utterly shocked. The "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl" within his Divine Sense had suddenly vanished without a trace.

His Divine Sense had clearly been following it all along. He had personally watched the "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl" enter that crack, so how had it disappeared the very next instant when he tried to activate it with his Divine Sense?

"Did it fall through the crack into the Devil Realm?"

An absurd thought rose in Tu Tai's heart. He knew it was impossible, yet the thought had appeared all the same.

To snatch it away—even a late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator could not steal the "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl" from beneath his very eyes without leaving him completely unaware.

On the other side, Sixth Master and Eleventh Master each casually waved a hand toward the three humans and one demon beast charging at them with savage momentum.

At the same time, Sixth Master murmured mockingly, amusement showing on his face.

"Utterly laughable. Do you truly think reaching late-stage Nascent Soul means you can contend against Spirit Transformation?"

The three humans and one demon beast, already close at hand, felt a pair of huge hands suddenly clutch them. Their heaven-reaching power, which had always seemed capable of anything, vanished from their bodies in an instant.

Though the three humans and one demon beast had long been prepared, when they personally felt the gulf between the two sides, disbelief still filled their eyes.

How could they be the sort to sit and wait for death? They had long since resolved to fight to the death.

A ring of emerald-green air abruptly surged around Zhu Luan. His poison body erupted in full force. Even if the other side crushed him to death, he would turn this entire stretch of space into a dead zone.