The moment the Supreme of Ten Thousand Demons entered the arena with the Demon Ancestor Bell, the air throughout the True Martial World seemed to freeze.
On one side was the Emperor of the Human Path Ancestral Court, draped in the radiant glory of ten thousand Daoists, holding the Picture of Mountains, Rivers, and Societies. As the picture unfurled, the collective will of billions of living beings converged, with Saintly Power faintly manifesting.
On the other side was the Supreme of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Court, clad in a robe of the Golden Crow Emperor, surrounded by countless floating demon shadows, with the Demon Ancestor Bell suspended overhead. Its vast chime was incessant, channeling the pressure of a Saint.
Two leaders at the pinnacle of the God-Demon realm faced off from a distance, with their intangible auras colliding, causing the void to collapse and reassemble, with chaotic air swirling like tides.
"Lu Jun, must you protect this mysterious demon?"
