Grotto-heaven Transformation, Supreme Suppression!

That voice…

The Immortal Kings glared at the dark void not far away with bewildered expressions.

The immortals and monks around the Builder Tree were dumbfounded with a look of disbelief on their faces.

Desolate Martial!

That was the voice of Desolate Martial from the Fiend Domain!

How was that possible?

Hadn't Desolate Martial's body and Essence Spirit been destroyed by the combined forces of 19 Supreme Immortal Kings?

Even the void was penetrated but Desolate Martial was still alive?

Mo Qing had a delighted expression and clenched her fists instinctively. She looked at the figure that gradually appeared in the dark void and did not dare to look away. It was as though she was afraid that the figure would disappear once more.

Yun Zhu heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Su Zimo who was on the peak of the Builder Tree with a hint of reproach.

"He seems to have become stronger?"