Watching one elite warrior of the Myriad Gods Empire fall after another, Liang Xuan, the Sect Master of the Corpse Demon Sect, sneered coldly. His eyes swept over Princess Wan Ning's stunning face and the towering front of her figure, feeling a fiery heat in his heart.
"Elder Yan, we'll stay behind to hold them off, you take the princess and go!" yelled a master of the Myriad Gods Empire, his Divine Power continuously expanding and crazily assaulting the three great Demon Sect elites, attempting to tear open a gap.
But as soon as he made his move, he was embarrassingly sent flying back by a punch from the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect.
The Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect laughed wickedly, "Leave? Do you really think you can still escape?" His gaze fell upon Princess Wan Ning, "Princess Wan Ning, isn't it? Truly, a beauty that can topple cities and states!"
"What's rare is that she's still an untouched flower."