The emergence of the three legendary grand elders of the Desolate Blood Gate—Wan Ghost Demon Lord, Blood Drinker Demon Lord, and Beast Cang Demon Lord—sent shockwaves across the battlefield.
In that instant, the heavens and earth trembled. The mighty voices of the demon lords echoed like thunder, filling the air with demonic wails that reverberated across the skies. The demonic energy surged like a vast and volatile ocean, raising monstrous waves as if threatening to engulf the world.
The atmosphere became eerily silent, the void filled with the howls of ghosts and the flickering of demonic shadows. It was as if the Demon Realm itself had descended.
Looking up at the imposing figures of the three Demon Lords in the sky, even Jiang Chengxuan and his companions felt their hearts tremble with fear, as though they were staring directly into a bottomless abyss, one that radiated an overpowering force capable of swallowing everything in its path.