It's powerful, that's normal!

At this moment, everyone's attention shifted from Su Feng to Tian Mozi.

Su Feng unleashed this sword strike!

A strike from a demigod!

The true, supreme sword inheritance!

So here's the question...

Is Tianmozi dead?

The purple mist began to dissipate and scatter in all directions.

It was no longer as solid as it had been at the beginning, and not even a trace of spiritual energy remained.

Dead?

Is the Heavenly Demon Child dead?

This powerful figure, ranked ninth on the list of demigods in the heavens, is now dead?

This powerful demon race member, who had nearly a dozen human semi-saints to blame, is now dead?

The crowd's gazes were equally unfocused, and some even seemed unable to believe it.

How could the Demon Prince die so easily?

Are our human race's strong individuals just too powerful? Is the Yin Emperor simply too strong?

As the purple aura gradually disappeared, the crowd began to believe the outcome and cheered.

The Demon Child is truly dead!

The human race's strongest warrior, Yin Tianzi, has won!

The Underworld Emperor made the right bet!

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and even Zhong Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Dragon Roar Sword fails to kill the Heavenly Demon Child on the other side...

That human king is doomed!

Thank goodness.

In this battle, the Underworld Emperor won!

Humans won!

Not far away.

Yu Jingzi looked at the dissipating purple mist and gently shook his head.

"Heavenly Demon Freedom Technique..."

"You really are a good junior to him!"

"You even managed to get your hands on this kind of disintegration technique!"