Rumble!
This terrifying attack, like a heavenly tribulation striking down, pierced through Qinglan's body, smashing him deep into the earth.
"Attack together," a general shouted.
"Yes, attack together."
"This is the Netherworld, no matter how powerful the Divine Clan is, we must drive them out."
"Ming Tribe, fear nothing."
Seeing their king heavily wounded, they felt no fear; instead, their anger and fiery blood surged within them.
Recalling all the actions of the Divine Clan against the Netherworld, everyone's face was filled with killing intention; they gritted their teeth and attacked simultaneously.
A dense barrage of attacks rushed into the passage, attempting to block its opening.
But... the power of King Luo was overwhelmingly strong. Without even arriving, he launched an attack from a world away, instantly shattering their assault.
Everyone was shocked.
"Weapon…" A deep voice came from the pit where the king was.
