It was like the reappearance of a primordial beast!
It roared wildly, its pillar-like hooves burning with essence blood as it trampled the void, desperately charging outward.
The Mountain-Splitting Ape King and the other demons each unleashed their Secret Techniques, burning their very source energy in an attempt to break free.
However, it was all in vain.
No matter how they struggled or what dazzling light they erupted with, they were like insects trapped in solidified cosmic amber.
The suction force, originating from the very rules of space, pinned them firmly within the confines of the two giant palms.
Space itself had become their inescapable prison.
"No—!!!" the Mountain-Splitting Ape King let out a despairing roar.
"Mercy! Sir, have mercy!" the other Demon Kings wailed, begging for their lives, their voices distorted with terror.
The Celestial Martial King's gaze was as cold as the eternal Star River, completely devoid of emotion.
