On the battlefield where Yang Yan was, two groups were locked in an intense battle, unable to take the upper hand.
Marquis of Nanchuan wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth and once again activated his cultivation technique to attack the Celestial Demon King.
"Monstrous fiend, today we're prepared to give our lives to perish with you!"
Celestial Demon King sneered and disdainfully said, "Old coot, just give up. Were I in my prime, I could end you with a single move. Now that Naxu is broken and its power is nowhere near its former glory, I advise you all to surrender obediently!"
Though Celestial Demon King spoke disparagingly about the Soul Shepherd and others, his hand movements did not slow down.
He knew that he was still in a weakened state; though he had regained some strength, crushing the Soul Shepherd and others was still a ways off!
Therefore, if he could defeat the opponent psychologically, it would save him much trouble.
