As the Martial Heaven God smirked, the Heavenly Demon Cult’s emergency strike team, the Mad Demon Squadron, appeared and rushed toward him, having heard the loud noise and realizing the presence of an intruder.0

“It’s an intruder, kill him!”0

Meanwhile, Woo-Moon dug his way out of the cliff; he was a complete mess, with his clothes torn and his hair disheveled. When he saw them, he shouted, “No, retreat!”0

But the Martial Heaven God’s hand had already moved.0

When he snapped his fingers, a small bead popped out, flying toward the Mad Demon Squadron.0

It really was small, only the size of a cherry, and it flew at a speed that didn’t look particularly high. But Woo-Moon knew that was only perception. Inside the bead of aura was a terrifying rotational power, which was gathering an incredible amount of energy.0

Although he wanted to rush over and save the Mad Demon Squadron, Woo-Moon’s condition was terrible. 0

He had suffered considerable internal injuries due to the blow from Burning the Cosmos earlier. Since it was an attack of the Martial Heaven God, who was also a Zenith, it was difficult for him to recover quickly. The Martial Heaven God’s qi had a property that hindered the opponent’s recovery, just like Woo-Moon’s.0

The Mad Demon Squadron didn’t realize how much power the aura bead...0