A million demons. That was more than enough to go toe-to-toe with the cultivators from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star.
But the cultivators weren't sitting around. They'd been keeping a close eye on the demon army's movements. And luckily for them, the demons weren't even trying to hide—they marched out in the open, making it easy to track where they were headed.
By now, Bo Luncang and Sun Tianlin had taken their fight to a far-off corner of the battlefield.
Meanwhile, their armies had ended up in completely different places—spread out and far apart.
Then, in the middle of a clash high in the sky, Bo Luncang let out a booming laugh. "Hahaha! You wanted a fight, didn't you, brat? Well, Grandpa's here to give it to you!"
With a wild grin, he gripped his meteor hammer and spun, swinging it with full force.
Sun Tianlin didn't back down. He raised his long-handled saber, sharp as lightning, and met the blow head-on. Power exploded off both weapons the moment they hit.
BOOM!
