"Boom!"
The massive halo surrounding them trembled fiercely after forcibly enduring Yang Yan's strike.
Manhattan stared at the scene in shock, his mind blank.
This was the barrier he believed to be invincible!
He had expended countless resources and time, secretly constructing the array in the Arctic, all for this very moment.
How could this happen?!
As the light screen quaked like breaking ice, fragments began to fall from the barrier.
"No! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Manhattan widened his eyes, shouting hoarsely, unable to believe the sight before him.
"Demon Monarch! Quick! Stop him! Stop him!"
Manhattan pointed at the advancing Yang Yan and shrieked, while he hurriedly retreated in fear.
The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch appeared reluctant.
He knew the terror of Yang Yan.
Yet, Manhattan was crucial to the Demon Race's plans and couldn't die—at least not yet.
Especially now, the Celestial Demons desperately needed his cooperation.
