Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

In an instant, the sharp blade of the Demon Wings cut fiercely on his body, over and over again, and each cut caused blood to splatter. Wounds of varying sizes instantly appeared on the body of the Death Eye. Blood gushed out of the wounds, staining his clothes red. He looked miserable, as if he would fall in a pool of blood in the next second.

After this round of attack, Aias appeared not far away. His condition was not good either. There were countless wounds on his waist, including countless small holes caused by sharp blades. Blood was constantly oozing out of those small holes. There were also circles of wounds of various shapes left by strangulation, which looked shocking.

He even had many broken bones in his body, and every time he moved, he could feel piercing pain. But even so, his desperate counterattack was still terrifying, like a wounded beast. The more injured he was, the more ferocious he became, and the more dangerous aura he exuded became.

Death Eyes endured the severe pain in his body and stared at Aiacos intently. In his eyes, he was afraid of the opponent's strength, but also had a determination not to back down. And Aiacos also stared at Death Eyes, his eyes were full of ruthlessness and disdain, as if to say, you will die today, even if it costs me my life, I will keep you here.

In the ever-changing, perilous sky, the True Zen Saint King, with a solemn appearance and a figure as straight as a pine tree, quietly floats in the air. He is dressed in a plain cassock, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind, as if he is guarding a sense of tranquility and peace alone on this bloody battlefield.

His face was round, his eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was calm and composed, like a Buddha who had transcended the world, and he was completely unaware of the murderous aura around him. Ten feet in front of him, Hades, the god of the underworld, stood like a demon in the dark night, emitting a strong dark aura that made the sky look gloomy and terrifying.

A cold smile suddenly appeared on Hades' handsome face, but it didn't reach his eyes, instead making people feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar. He slowly turned his head and glanced at the three judges of the underworld who were fighting fiercely with the three generals of the underworld. His eyes were full of scrutiny and determination, as if he was watching a farce whose ending had already been predetermined.

Then, he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, but it was clearly heard throughout the battlefield: "In this situation, although my men can't do anything to these three Hades generals for the time being, but if the war is prolonged, you will definitely lose! They are just making a meaningless struggle, and they will eventually be controlled by my Hades."

Upon hearing this, the True Zen Saint King's expression remained as calm as water. He just gently clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, and spoke firmly and peacefully: "No matter what, I will do my best to help them get through the crisis. Everything in the world has its cause and effect. You have sown this evil cause today, and you will definitely suffer the evil result in the future. I am willing to use my compassion to resolve this dispute that has caused great suffering to all living beings, and to save the anger, ignorance and resentment of all donors."

His voice was not loud, but it echoed in everyone's ears like a loud bell. It seemed that there was an invisible force that soothed the fear and panic in people's hearts.

After hearing this, Hades, the god of the underworld, raised his head and laughed wildly, his laughter full of mockery and disdain: "Then let's see what you, a bald head, can do to me! In the face of such absolute power, your mercy is nothing but a sign of weakness. Today is the day you die!"

After that, Hades tightly grasped the Hades' fork, which exuded endless darkness and death, with his eyes revealing incomparable majesty and cruelty, as if he controlled the life and death of all things in the world. He took a deep breath, and the dark power in his body began to surge like a surging black tide, gathering from his limbs to the Hades' fork. The Hades' fork instantly shone brightly, and the black light was like a substance wrapped around the fork. The surrounding air made a "sizzling" sound because of this powerful force, as if groaning in pain.

Hades suddenly raised the Pluto fork high up, his muscles tensed and veins popped, and then he swung it with all his strength with the force of thunder. In an instant, an extremely powerful dark energy burst out from the Pluto fork. This dark energy was like the roar of a demon, spreading rapidly and forming a huge energy ball in an instant. The energy ball continued to expand, swallowing up all the light around it, causing the sky to fall into a dead silence and darkness. Then, a shocking explosion sounded, and the deafening roar seemed to tear the entire sky apart. The powerful shock wave swept in all directions, and wherever it went, the space seemed to be distorted, and ripples appeared.

The figure of the True Zen Saint King disappeared in the interweaving of the explosion's fire and dark energy. However, just before he disappeared, he whispered, "The empty mirror reflects the moon." A soft moonlight-like light emanated from him, instantly enveloping him, and then the light dissipated, and his figure was also hidden in this light.

The aftermath of the explosion quickly dissipated, but the dark energy remained in the sky like a ghost, emitting a chilling aura. If an ordinary person touched it, they would surely die. Hades, the king of the underworld, looked around with a hint of pride in his eyes. He did not find any trace of the True Zen Saint King. He sneered and said, "It seems that he is dead. What a waste of my time. This so-called high monk is nothing more than this. After all, he cannot resist the power of me, the king of the underworld."

At this moment, countless petals suddenly appeared in the sky. These petals were colorful and exuded a faint fragrance, which seemed particularly abrupt on this battlefield full of blood and darkness. The petals fluttered down one after another, gradually gathered together, and unexpectedly condensed into the figure of the True Zen Saint King. His face was still calm, but his eyes were more profound and mysterious.

Hades, the god of the underworld, was surprised when he saw this and blurted out, "He's not dead? How is this possible!"

The True Zen Saint King clasped his hands together, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Karma turns around! Benefactor, you are in big trouble. The sins you committed today will surely be punished in this cycle of karma."

Hades was stunned, and before he could react, he saw countless lights suddenly burst out from the body of the True Zen Saint King. These lights were like bright stars, illuminating the entire dark sky. At the same time, countless dark energy explosions sounded around him one after another. Each explosion was accompanied by a powerful impact and the raging of dark aura, as if to turn the sky into ruins.