Shen Zhao, who transmigrated into the Immortal Martial Continent, was forced by the system to humbly fawn over the Empress for nine lifetimes.
However, what he thought was true love that coul...
With a roar, the Asura Emperor unleashed a powerful thunderbolt and struck the standing God of War with his palm.
Shen Zhaojun spun his saber in mid-air, unleashing a tremendous spiritual power, and bravely met the attack head-on.
In the blink of an eye, a violent explosion was heard, and blood rained down like a storm.
Shen Zhao was directly blasted away by the Asura Emperor's palm strike. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he struggled to support his injured body, quickly took several steps in the void, and then used the force to transform into light and escape into the distance.
"Can you even leave?!"
How could the Asura Emperor let his prey escape? He decisively transformed into a beam of light and gave chase.
"Kill~"
"Kill!"
"Brothers, hold on!"
"Anyone breathing?! Come at me with me!"
On the battlefield, the battle between the Iron Flame Army and the Nine Nether Soldiers had reached a fever pitch.
The Asura Emperor pursued them relentlessly until they entered the Valley of Oblivion. At the end of the road, in front of a stone wall, he saw Shen Zhao with his back to him and revealed a sinister smile.
"Ignorant ants, cutting off your own path to survival! Why aren't you running anymore? Have you realized the difference between us, given up resistance, and are you ready to accept your death?!"
A thunderclap struck the rocks in the Valley of Oblivion.
In an instant, the rocks shattered, and dust scattered, as if a tragic song was being played in advance for Shen Zhao's demise.
Shen Zhao slightly opened his eyes, and facing the strongest enemy of his life behind him, his face remained extremely calm.
"This Valley of Oblivion will bury your imperial ambitions, and this foreign heavenly lightning is a hymn of destruction to be played prematurely for the Nine Netherworlds!"
His figure turned around abruptly, carrying a hint of composure and a hint of determination.
His clenched left hand hinted at his unwavering resolve at that moment.
"Fool, are you ready for the final moment of your mediocre life?"
In an instant, dozens of thunderbolts struck around Shen Zhao, their overwhelming aura startling the Asura Emperor.