Here, endless demonic qi swirls, evil energy overflowing the heavens,
occasionally, demonic flames rise up, forming fire pillars thousands of feet high.
Even a Great Heavenly Venerate entangled by these demonic flames would be severely injured, with immortality shedding a layer of skin.
And at this moment, from within the Dark Demon Abyss, sounds of conversation resurface.
"He's still holding on."
"Indeed, immortals of the Immortal Realm live up to their name, but sadly his realm isn't strong enough. If he were at the Supreme Realm, it would be no easy feat for us to trap him."
"He won't hold on for much longer, at most three days before he's refined to death. It's a pity; if the lords hadn't gone to the ancestral land, dealing with a mere Sub-Paramount would be effortless, eliminating the need for us to act and merely using demonic flames to trap him."
Three beings converse, all humanoid, their strength modest, but at the Great Heavenly Venerate realm.
