[Supreme Emperor, so what? In the hands of us Eight Immortals, you will still die!]
A man holding the Pure Yang Sword, whose face was somewhat ordinary, spoke coldly. He was Lv Dongbin.
[Everyone, heed my command, let's slay this fiend together]
Lv Dongbin looked at the other seven, shouting loudly.
[Yes!!!]
The other seven responded in unison.
In an instant, the aura of the Celestial Emperor emerged, the world changed dramatically, lightning flashed and thunder roared, storms and rains raged. The entire sky turned black, and Huaxia was plunged into ultimate darkness, where all lights and flames dimmed and lost their glow.
Rumble!
Countless golden thunderbolts exploded in the sky, illuminating the Eight Immortals, whose massive shadows reached the heavens, resembling gods observing them from the clouds, an overwhelming presence.
