Ice Palace.
The eight Peak Saints unleashed their power ceaselessly for several hours, giving Zhe Mu no chance to catch his breath.
This resulted in an endless cacophony of deafening roars and a violent storm sweeping through heaven and earth.
"These ants are really annoying!"
Zhe Mu's expression was terrifyingly dark as he swung his massive black blade relentlessly, quickly blocking all the attacks of the eight Peak Saints.
Seeing this scene, the leaders in the audience began to discuss loudly.
"Do you think the eight Peak Saints can defeat Zhe Mu?"
"Impossible, Zhe Mu's combat strength has surpassed the limits of the Multi-Universe, sheer numbers can only hold him off, not annihilate him."
"Even though their firepower seems strong, once their True Qi is exhausted, they're done for!"
"And don't forget, Zhe Mu still hasn't used his Heavenly Demon Black Light!"
"Yeah! That move can assimilate thousands and create thousands of Saints!"
