"Gathered? What gathered?"
The Purple Emperor was feeling increasingly uneasy.
The number of the Demon Emperor's tribe members kept increasing; eventually, the sky became so crowded they couldn't fit, and they had to stagger their altitudes, densely packed and standing in batches, waiting for those few with the slowest movement speeds among the Demon Emperors.
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On the other hand, White Rainbow set off toward Mt. Zihuan immediately upon receiving the Purple Emperor's notification, despite being severely injured, even more so than the Purple Emperor had been originally.
The Blood Emperor's group showed no mercy at all—if they had decided to act and managed to take White Rainbow's possessions, they certainly intended to beat him to death if possible. Did they really intend to leave White Rainbow alive to seek revenge later?
That battle was indeed a desperate fight for life.
