"Crack!"
A crisp sound echoed in the ears of all the lords near Black Water Lake.
After over twenty minutes of battle, the space rift connecting the Primordial Realm and the Primordial Evil Realm finally couldn't hold up and began to slowly shrink.
The face of the Undead Lord in the sky darkened as he looked toward the Tier Nine Lord in front of him.
"Consider yourselves lucky today, I'll let you go for now! Retreat!"
With a loud shout, he rode away on the Undead Bone Dragon, flying straight toward the nearest rift.
Meanwhile, the lords of the Primordial Evil Realm engaged in the melee below received the order and retreated while fighting, hastily fleeing toward the rift that was already half-shrunk.
"Want to run? Leave your life here!"
The Tier Nine Lord naturally wouldn't let them off so easily, and flames burst forth from the Fire Simurgh Bird beside him, transforming into massive meteors that rained down from the sky, exploding around the rift.
