章 666: Wandering Battle Team

"Who's the stronger between the Wandering Sword Venerable and the Abyssal Demon Lord?"

Yang King looked at the white-clothed Wandering Sword Venerable, who had carelessly torn a spatial fissure and flew over to the Demon Hall, before looking at the Abyssal Demon Lord, who was engulfed in flames. Yang Ling became more prudent and hid, motionless, in a remote corner with the crowd. He looked forward to the battle between the two because he wanted to watch a brilliant battle between two real powerhouses, but he was also worried that they would be harmed by it.

People at the level of the Abyssal Demon Lord were able to topple mountains and overturn seas with a simple gesture, and they could also create large spatial fissures. If they didn't die from the flames that filled the sky, they might die from the shockwaves from the battle if they weren't careful.