The White-Robed Sword Emperor died cleanly, even the divine weapon thrust into the lower abdomen of Blood Emperor transformed into two broken pieces under the fierce might of the murderous blood hand.
Blood Emperor looked at the other powerful Immortal Emperors, and once again pointed one finger toward the sky: "Blood Sea!"
The old man in green robes realized the gravity of the problem: "This is not his own power. Continuing to fight will only be disadvantageous to us. We might as well preserve our useful lives first and plot a comeback in the future!"
Chapter 240