Tathāgata was pushed back many miles by the Nether Emperor, nearly making half a circle around King Yan City. The soldiers of both sides who were on the way were almost scared to pieces and hastily scattered. Those creatures who were too slow got directly hit by Tathāgata, resulting in serious injuries.
Seeing that the Nether Emperor was still fierce in his attacks, a trace of anger flashed in Tathāgata's eyes.
Too much bullying!
Tathāgata suddenly stamped his feet into the ground, his thousands of feet tall form forcibly stopped, and the soil behind him turned up, creating mounds. Even as hundreds of Netherworld dragons slammed into his chest, he did not retreat any further, and the eyes beneath his golden mask became frightfully daunting.
"Undying and indestructible? What is being undying and indestructible, do you understand?"
