The Aftermath

The three lords were truly exhausted of all of their energies this time. Blood couldn't stop leaking from their bodies. Their Inner Worlds were drained and chaotic essence stormed through their internal bodies.

None of them could twitch a single finger at this moment. 

At the same time, Cain was shakily swaying in the sky. His injuries were slightly less severe than the three lords. But his body was still dyed with crimson blood. 

Many of his organs ruptured and bones were completely shattered to dust. The invading essence swirling in his internal body could barely be suppressed. 

It was a miracle that Cain could still fly, albeit barely, in this kind of state. 

And Lord Zhihao, Hai, Nether Devil, Cain wasn't alone at this moment. 

Four extreme geniuses had withstood the violent tempest of shockwaves, witnessing the last attack exchanged.