What else needs consideration?
Prince Pingbian pulled out a seal from his breast, handing it to Bai Cang beside him. Bai Cang took the seal and smiled: "Great King, you've made the wisest choice."
In the next moment, Bai Cang's cyan gauze transformed into smoke, wrapping around the seal. He then gently smiled toward the void in the distance: "Would the Demon King please appear to assist us!"
As his words fell, suddenly the skies turned dark, and a black whirlwind rose. An earth-shattering roar came from afar, like thunder, directly shattering the massive hand formed by the top expert of the Imperial Palace using scattered stones.
A tiger's roar, reaching the nine heavens above and shaking the Netherworld below.
The tiger's roar seemed to contain a strange power, directly shaking one's soul.
Even the soul of a Yang God True Man would be disturbed and disordered by the roar, seemingly about to explode at any moment.
"Not good! It's the Demon Race's Great Demon King Zhao Lie!" Xie Lingyun exclaimed in disbelief: "How dare he cross the White Bone Great Wall on his own; isn't he afraid of Great Victory Dynasty's Twelfth Tier Mysterious force descending a Celestial Punishment?"
Zhang Chen looked towards the distance, seeing black winds filling the sky outside the border, turning the heavens dark as if night had fallen. Truly terrifying. One could tell it was another being that had entered the realm of Yang God; such powerful majesty of changing the heavens and earth was definitely not something ordinary Yang God experts could possess.
"Who is Demon King Zhao Lie? Is he famous?" Zhang Chen asked curiously.
"A hundred years ago, Demon King Zhao Lie attained the Ninth Tier; he is the supreme powerhouse of the Tiger Race. His body is strong with qi and blood naturally gathered, plus the enhancement of Bloodline Superpower, making him the nemesis of Human Race cultivators. Especially after mastering the Power of Heaven and Earth with Ninth Tier attainment, he swallowed thirty-six major and minor tribes of the Demon Race, changing the title of Great Demon to Demon King. He swallows the world with a heart to encompass the seas, showing ambition to unify the Demon Race, and is our Human Race's great foe." Xie Lingyun's voice was full of seriousness:
"If it weren't for our Human Race secretly working against him over these years, Zhao Lie would have united the Demon Race long ago, leading millions of demon troops to cross the White Bone Great Wall."
Hearing this, Zhang Chen's pupils shrank, finally realizing the might of the Great Demon King Zhao Lie, recognizing the opponent's strength.
"I just wonder who is stronger, Dugu Qiu or Zhao Lie." Zhang Chen wondered.
"Although Dugu Qiu has some abilities, he's definitely not a match for Zhao Lie. Zhao Lie is like a fierce tiger emerging from the mountains, his body naturally holds suppressive power against the Human Race." Xie Lingyun's voice was solemn: "I'm afraid things just got a lot more troublesome!"
Indeed, Zhao Lie transformed into a black wind, rising into the air to clash with the old eunuch Dugu Qiu, forming a chaotic battle in the sky where outsiders couldn't discern the battlefield's situation.
Suddenly, Dugu Qiu coldly snorted, his voice full of anger: "Zhao Lie, how dare you cross the White Bone Great Wall, stirring chaos in our Human Race's territory. Today I will show you the power of our Human Race's Twelfth Tier Mysterious!"
In the next moment, the sky full of wind and clouds suddenly dissipated, with Zhao Lie and the old eunuch Dugu Qiu each occupying half of the sky. Zhao Lie transformed into a human-bodied, tiger-headed giant, cautiously staring at the opposite Dugu Qiu Yang God, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, his eyes full of caution. The old eunuch pulled a scroll from his sleeve, which suddenly twisted into a long spear.
"Imprint Traces!"
Zhao Lie regarded the long spear formed by the scroll with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.
"What is Imprint Traces?" Zhang Chen turned to ask Xie Lingyun.
"That is the Twelfth Tier Mysterious leaving its mark on the bearer, making it possess a tenth of true mysterious power." Xie Lingyun explained.
"See that long spear? It's one of the Great Victory Royal Family's Twelfth Tier Mysterious: Judgement. Once this spear locks onto an enemy, it'll automatically attack through the void; regardless of how you change forms or where you ascend, you can't escape. The only way is to withstand it directly." Xie Lingyun said.
"With such a divine artifact in possession, if Great Victory Dynasty imprints more, they'd be invincible in the world." Zhang Chen remarked with shock.
"You don't understand! The Twelfth Tier Mysterious cannot be easily activated; it requires filling with lifespan. Using the lifespan of Great Victory Dynasty's monarch to fill it! The Emperor Dasheng isn't foolish; except during life and death situations, they will never easily activate the Twelfth Tier Mysterious." Xie Lingyun said.
Zhang Chen paused upon hearing, suddenly recalling that this world lacks mysterious material, all mysteries need lifespan to fill. The longevity consumed by ordinary mysteries is already astronomical, let alone the Twelfth Tier Mysterious?
The consumed number must be immensely large, too large to bear.
"Think a mere Imprint Traces can kill me? Simply unaware of heaven's heights and earth's depths." Over there, Zhao Lie roared, his form twisted into a large tiger.
The large tiger was nearly thirty meters tall, its fur sleek, bright, and translucent like jade, as if shimmering with brilliant stone luster. The black patterns on its body seemed to come alive, transforming into smoke to enshroud its body.
"Summon Judgement of Fate!"
Dugu Qiu respectfully bowed to the long spear, and in the next instant, the spear shot out, aiming to pierce Zhao Lie.
"Roar~"
Zhao Lie roared, waves of sound rolling up visible air waves, sweeping towards the spear. But the spear's enigmatic runes flickered, sound waves were pierced through, and in a breath, the spear was already in front of Zhao Lie's tiger head, aiming to nail it through.