Demigod Intent

Within the Ten Thousand Abyssal Islands Zone, in the center of the Eighteen Corners, there was a chaotic battle between Kings unfolding, and the sky seemed to be imprisoned by a dark red haze and separated from the world.

Boom! Bam~~~~

Emperor Mu Yun steadily suppressed the Cold Moon King, the Giant Shark King, and the other elite Kings.

“Arghh!”

Every time he attacked, he could kill a nearby King with his Imperial Power. The normal Kings pulled away from Emperor Mu Yun, while the Cold Moon King, the Giant Shark King, and the other elite Kings entered a difficult battle.

In just a while, all six had been injured, and one of the Domain-level Kings was severely injured. If it weren’t for the Cold Moon King’s powerful offense and the Giant Shark King’s bloodline, several Domain-level Kings would have been slain long ago.

“Whether we can win or not will depend on Zhao Feng’s side,” the Cold Moon King flashed across the air.