"Is he dead?" All eyes turned to the fallen Great Netherworld Prison Demon King.
Yet after the shockwave from the recent energy blast, everyone's bodies were so battered they couldn't move.
Faces were pale one by one.
Everyone had suffered significant injuries.
...
"I am the undying!" At that moment, the Great Netherworld Prison Demon King roared aloud.
He struggled to sit up.
"He isn't dead... We're doomed..." Surviving cultivators looked at the Great Netherworld Prison Demon King in horror.
Now there's only terror and trembling.
Who can withstand confronting such a terrifying being?
Only doom awaits.
"Hahaha, how satisfying, I haven't felt such pleasure in a long time; to injure me through sacrificial techniques, even ants banding together can unleash extraordinary power."
The Great Netherworld Prison Demon King suddenly burst into laughter.
