"What a peerless Demon! And what a Ten Thousand Laws Realm Heaven!"
Li Xuanqing stood upon the high platform in the center of his army, his crimson Python Robe whipping wildly in the gale.
He showed no signs of retreat despite the overwhelming pressure from above. Instead, he tilted his head to the sky, his eyes erupting with a brilliant light, like two blazing suns.
A tide of vital energy, forged of iron and blood and far more immense and pure than before, erupted from the top of his skull and shot toward the heavens, like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting!
This vital energy was a dark, crimson-tinged gold, so dense it seemed solid. As it rocketed into the sky, it produced a deafening roar like that of dragons and tigers, and within it, the faint phantoms of a massive army could be seen charging into battle.
The battle intent was potent, the Evil Qi pure.
It threatened to stain the warped space overhead—the area distorted by the Daluo Realm—with a metallic sheen!
