"Audacious!"
The White-clothed Demon King roared in anger. Their exalted Demon Emperor—how could she ever become his contracted beast?
This fool is truly delusional.
"In that case, you have only one path left—death!"
The Frost Demon Emperor waved her hand, as if she'd already sentenced Lin Chang'sheng to death.
As though killing Lin Chang'sheng and Gu Shan was as easy as snapping her fingers.
"Kill them!"
The White-clothed Demon King commanded coldly.
Roar—
Heh—
Suddenly, countless Frost Warriors and Frost Evil Hatred surged toward Lin Chang'sheng and his companion, launching wave after wave of attack.
But these demon beasts weren't nearly strong enough to crush Lin Chang'sheng so easily.
After all, Lin Chang'sheng was guarded by three corpse puppets at the late stage of Tribulation Crossing.
Seeing that the Frost Warriors and Frost Evil Hatred couldn't do much to Lin Chang'sheng and crew, the five Frost Demon Kings revealed their true forms and jumped into the fray.
