"Hee hee hee!"
"Jie jie jie jie!"
The terrifying shouts of the异界邪魔 (Yi Jie Xie Mo) race echoed throughout the entire space, and under the starry sky, only their voices remained.
They cast a shadow over everyone, making them live in constant fear.
The Dark Emperor's appearance shocked everyone.
Xiao Mo stood alone on his territory, facing the towering Dark Emperor from a distance.
This was the first time the Dark Emperor had seen Xiao Mo, yet he felt as if they had communicated countless times without him realizing it.
Therefore, when he saw that Xiao Mo was merely a minor God Lord of the middle rank, he couldn't help but pause in surprise.
"Are you the Lord of the territory, Xiao Mo, who has thwarted my plans multiple times?"
Xiao Mo let out a cold smile, "What do you mean by thwarting your plans? If you're incompetent and can't accomplish things, can you blame me?"
Xiao Mo's arrogant declaration shocked everyone present.
No one had expected Xiao Mo to be so proud when facing the Dark Emperor, who was on the verge of becoming a Supreme God Lord.
For a moment, everyone was stunned, silently watching the scene, fearing that the Dark Emperor would directly obliterate Xiao Mo.
The Dark Emperor also did not expect Xiao Mo to say such a thing, and was momentarily speechless.
After regaining his composure, his face instantly turned red, and he roared:
"Arrogant fool, do you know who I am, that you dare to speak to me like this!"
Xiao Mo couldn't be bothered to glance at the Dark Emperor, finding him to be quite a chatterbox.
"Why so much nonsense? If you want to fight, fight! If not, then quickly leave this world!"
The Dark Emperor was instantly infuriated, looking at Xiao Mo with burning anger.
In his dark purple eyes, extreme fury flickered.
Then, he gently raised his hand and clapped. Immediately, a colossal hand descended from the sky, covering the entire ground.
A dense 邪魔之气 (Xie Mo Zhi Qi) instantly filled the world. Everyone felt this powerful and ferocious demonic energy.
Everyone trembled, clinging to themselves, greatly worried about being harmed by this demonic energy.
Xiao Mo looked up at the Dark Emperor, his heart utterly calm.
Although he didn't know the reason, he felt no worry facing the Dark Emperor, who was clearly stronger than him.
Instead, he felt he could completely defeat this Dark Emperor.
At this moment, Xian'er and Jin Liuer, standing beside him, wanted to shield Xiao Mo.
But Xiao Mo refused, "Don't worry, let me handle it!"
Xiao Mo's words were spoken with immense composure, causing Xian'er and Jin Liuer to instinctively stop.
For once, they chose to trust Xiao Mo, rather than frantically trying to stop him as they had in the异界 (Yi Jie) before.
After saying this, Xiao Mo looked at the gigantic hand above his head, and golden light flashed in his eyes.
Under the dark night sky, pale golden lines seemed to emerge from the void. They converged in the air, instantly transforming into an unknown artifact resembling a scroll.
He closed his eyes again, sensing the increasingly powerful force of faith within him.
Behind Xiao Mo, a majestic and imposing phantom manifested in the air. It emanated a gentle aura from top to bottom.
Although this power was not forceful, it made people instinctively want to prostrate themselves, as if it were an innate suppression.
The pervasive demonic energy, under the influence of this aura, rapidly dissolved like snow under the scorching sun.
The Demon Lord and the colossal Dark Emperor stood facing each other, one dark, one luminous, two opposing forces poised for confrontation.
This battlefield was filled with an incredibly tense atmosphere.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the scene, afraid of missing any moment.
They felt that they were about to witness a grand spectacle that they would never see again in their lives.
Then, everyone saw Xiao Mo merely tap his finger.
Suddenly, the sky darkened. The blood moon, which had reappeared, was obscured by a force.
Lightning flashed!
A colossal finger manifested in the starry sky!
Carrying an extreme holy power, it instantly dwarfed that hand.
Crack—
The explosive sound, capable of tearing the sky, continued to ring out, its immense resonance traveling tens of miles!
Thick purple-gold lightning dragons, meters in diameter, surged through the dark clouds. The shocking arcs of electricity made those who dared to look directly at them tremble with fear.
Everyone below, including the demons, stared at this scene in a daze, completely unaware of what was happening.
As the fingertip continued to descend, the sea of clouds churned outwards, and a fierce wind instantly swept across the entire battlefield!
An increasingly powerful aura enveloped the entire world.
The 异界邪魔 (Yi Jie Xie Mo) race finally realized what was happening.
They began to frantically evade, completely losing their previous arrogance.
Some of the more powerful, but not exceptionally powerful, demons could no longer withstand it.
They turned their flight direction, flapped their wings with all their might, attempting to escape the finger's attack range.
But at the same time, the mystical aura emanating from the ancient formation of the 仙魔帝国 (Xian Mo Di Guo) descended from the sky, enveloping the 异界邪魔 (Yi Jie Xie Mo) race.
The space trembled slightly, actually resonating with this aura!
This scene completely stunned Helena Tis, the Goddess of Earth, who stood watching.
She stood behind the Xian Mo soldiers, staring at everything before her in disbelief.
"This... this is truly the power of a god!"
At this moment, the Goddess of Earth, Helena Tis, could no longer stand still. Blood boiled within her.
She felt a primal summons emanating from within her, causing her to involuntarily bend her knees and kneel towards Xiao Mo, who stood atop the high tower.
At this moment, she was truly submitting to Xiao Mo from the bottom of her heart.
Not for any other reason!
Empowered by the peculiar formation on the ground, countless profound rules transformed into golden chains, firmly binding the Dark Emperor and a host of wildly clawing 异界邪魔 (Yi Jie Xie Mo) race in place!
And at this very moment, the finger in the starry sky had pierced through the firmament, descending directly towards everyone with dazzling brilliance.
Endless rule-based power intertwined, dyeing the surface of the finger with a layer of colorful divine light.
An intense pressure of heaven and earth poured down from high above like a tsunami, instantly knocking out countless low-level territory lords and gods.
As for the other territory lords and gods who still possessed self-awareness, they were also suffering. They sat on the ground in pain, clutching their heads, their minds in a chaotic state.
The out-of-control 异界邪魔 (Yi Jie Xie Mo) race, like falling leaves, crashed to the surface from the air, raising large clouds of dust.
But the effect of the heaven and earth pressure did not end there!