The other three group leaders immediately flew closer. They no longer kept their distance. Now the four leaders stood side by side, forming an immensely oppressive formation, facing directly toward the man who was now standing protectively in front of Wen Shan and Wen Xue. One of them, a tall man with eyes as sharp as an eagle's, stared at him coldly. “It seems the news about the four humans you sent to obtain the supreme treasure of the Nether Realm is true. Even though only two humans are visible at the moment, that is enough to confirm our suspicion.” He slightly raised his chin. His voice became harsher. “Xuanyuan, you'd better hand over the treasures they obtained. Otherwise, you can forget about returning to the Void Palace!” The Ruler of the Death Tomb raised his scythe again and looked at the man who had now been identified as Xuanyuan. He snorted coldly. “Without the Void Palace, do you think you can still defeat us? Don't think your strength is unmatched. Just hand over

Wen Shan and Wen Xue snorted coldly. "Even though we are only at the middle stage of the Supreme Tao Ancestor, it does not mean we are incapable of holding out against them!" Wen Xue nodded. She did not speak as much as Wen Shan. However, when battle arrived, her Protos blood immediately boiled. In an instant, eleven divine elements burst forth from her back, forming a destructive formation that rolled across the entire sky above them. The golden staff in her hand extended to hundreds of thousands of meters, shining like a godly spear falling from the highest throne, splitting apart the hellish sky that was already distorted and collapsing. "KILL!" With a shout that shook the layers of dimensions, Wen Shan and Wen Xue attacked brutally. They did not care that their opponents had already reached the boundary of Half Divine Tao. Their eyes blazed, not because of courage, but because of the conviction that the honor of the Wen Protos Clan could not be trampled upon, even by death its

The Underworld Ghost King clicked his tongue, and unwilling to be humiliated, he immediately raised his hand. In an instant, that palm expanded into a form resembling the dark sky of the Underworld, carrying the pressure of divine power filled with ghost and death energy. Space trembled, yet Jhi Chen remained unmoving. The Underworld Ghost King's movement was not only fast, but also filled with absolute pressure. There was no question, no warning. He wanted to capture Jhi Chen in a single brutal move that he had repeated hundreds of times against rebels. That young man's aura was indeed not simple, but he was still young. Too young. And in the eyes of someone who had conquered the Nether Realm for centuries, youth meant weakness. Capture first, talk later. His principle was simple. A person's value was only useful after they could no longer resist. And if this young man truly carried something like the Mirror of Eternity, then the advantage would immediately be his. A faint smile

Old Ghost Lanmo and the Ruler of the Death Tomb were blasted far away, thrown millions of miles backward, their bodies tumbling across the black earth and creating massive cracks. They gasped for breath, but they were still able to endure. However, the fate of the Blood Demon Emperor was far more tragic. Eternal black flames enveloped his entire body, burning both his flesh and consciousness at the same time. A horrifying scream tore through the void, echoing like the howl of a creature being punished by the universe itself. Those flames were not merely burning the body, but erasing existence. Until finally, his body collapsed and his consciousness disappeared. The Blood Demon Emperor had vanished. One of the regional rulers of the Nether Realm had truly been erased from existence. That sight caused Xuanyuan, the figure bearing the title of Ruler of Hell from the Void Palace, to stand even straighter amidst the destruction. His power was not only unshaken, it had grown stronger.

Amidst the chaos, the Ruler of the Death Tomb sent a voice transmission to Old Ghost Lanmo. His voice sounded heavy, carrying anxiety that was difficult to conceal."The rune marks I placed on the bodies of the Dark Demon Emperor and the Underworld Ghost King have been destroyed," he said slowly, yet firmly. "That means they have died. And my army is no longer responding. If the human who killed them comes to help Xuanyuan, perhaps our fate will follow theirs.""I understand," Old Ghost Lanmo replied briefly. His voice was flat, yet filled with consideration. There was no argument in his words, only a decision.At that very moment, the Hell Ruler increased his power. A new wave of attacks struck without mercy, shaking the space around them.However, just as the pressure increased, Old Ghost Lanmo suddenly snorted coldly. His eyes stared directly at Xuanyuan. His voice flowed calmly, yet carried pressure."Xuanyuan, our battle is not over yet. Even though you have successfully obtained