All the Heavenly Monarchs experienced a drastic change in an instant, their killing intent surging to the sky.
"What are you going to do?"
"You bastards!"
Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch's eyes nearly split with rage as he was about to curse vehemently.
But swiftly, his expression underwent a drastic shift, fluctuating between shock, uncertainty, fear, regret, ferocity, and murderous intent, reminiscent of a dyeing workshop's ever-changing hues.
"Why?"
Gong Caiyu also appeared somewhat puzzled, followed by an expression of wild ecstasy.
All of this was triggered by a voice that emerged in the Sea of Consciousness of the many Heavenly Monarchs.
"Fellow Daoists, please come to Dark Demon Palace for a chat."
This voice was mild and affable, devoid of excessive sharpness. Yet, upon hearing it, all the Heavenly Monarchs shuddered in unison, as if recalling something terribly frightening, with some even beginning to tremble.
Tushan!
