"Primordial Spirit Tribulation?"
The vast and boundless heavenly might instantly tore apart the demon qi and demon fog condensed by a group of Devil Demon Saint Sons, with rays of thunder light, resembling ancient dragons, appearing and disappearing within the dark clouds, releasing an overwhelming pressure that could not be directly faced.
"How can it be? Is it possible that a Human Race True Monarch is attempting to transcend the tribulation and become a True Venerable here?!"
Feeling the increasingly heavy and majestic pressure from the sky dome above, the Saint Heirs of the demons had grave expressions. Their intuition warned them to retreat immediately, but the two Human Race True Monarchs were at their last stand; just a little more effort would suffice to capture them.
If they let them go now, it would be very challenging to capture them again.
