The ferocious fiend, who was already heavily injured, had no power left to parry.
Without even a single miserable scream, he was blasted into nothingness—body and soul—by the fist wind of the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis.
The spiritual rain grew ever more torrential.
The remaining three fiends were filled with grief and indignation.
Clearly, they possessed the strength to utterly crush their opponents, so how on earth had the battle turned into this ghostly state?
Everything was caused by this inhuman couple of scoundrels!
Yet, they had no time to grieve.
For Jiang Fan and Linglong struck once again, the one wielding a mysterious massive club and the other manipulating the remains of the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis.
What made their scalps tingle even more was that the Western Empress, who had been protected within the Immortal King Undying Bell to recover from her injuries, also dragged her wounded body into the fray.
Three streaks of golden residual light, swift as lightning, left them with no room to dodge whatsoever.