resolve them. Unless it's absolutely necessary, no faction would initiate a conflict at the Half-Saint level.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!< < Cao Feng fell to the...The Three Great Heavenly Kings attack again.

The merchant didn't make a move, staying on the planet. His hands were held empty, his whole body radiating multicolored brilliance as he used powerful mental energy to control the formation, suppressing Zhang Ruochin with its power.

He believes that, given Zhang Ruochin's current state, any one of the three Heavenly Angels would be stronger than him.

The combined might of the Three Emperors would be enough to encircle and kill him.

What one should be wary of is that when Zhang Ruochin was on the verge of death, he self-destructed his Saint Origin, intending to perish together with them.

Only by using formations can one suppress the destructive force formed by Zhang Ruochin's self-detonation of his Saint Source.

Zhang Ruchen did not choose to fight the Three Great Angel Emperors head-on. He integrated the boundless saintly intention into his body art, rapidly retreated, and took out a copper coffin containing divine energy. With a palm strike, he opened the coffin lid.

Suddenly, countless Devourer Worms burst out from the coffin, transforming into a sea of insects that flew towards the White Angel Emperor.

"Such paltry tricks dare be shown to me"

The White Heavenly Emperor propped up the Dao Domain, attempting to block the Insect Cloud outside.

Even if it were a swarm of insects, or even an army composed of holy beasts, they would not dare to breach her domain.

To her astonishment, the swarm of insects possessed an unparalleled devouring power, directly gnawing at the Dao domain and swallowing her sacred Dao rules and holy energy, completely unable to withstand it.

"It's a Devourer."

Baitian Tianhuang, as expected of a top-tier powerhouse in the Sacred Realm, quickly regained his composure. He swung his war sword horizontally, unleashing an advanced high-level saintly art sword technique.

With a single sword strike, thousands of sword qi surged into the insect cloud like a meteor shower. shoulders and a robust build. His eyes gleam like copper bells, and the large shears he wields resemble scorpion claws."Halt! No further passage."Let me know if you have other text you'd like transl...