When the enchanted beasts, the White Tiger King, Colori Phoenix, and others had reached a certain level of cultivation, they needed to overcome a catastrophe, so they were well aware of the Heavenly Thunderbolt's power.
After several days and nights of fierce battle, the White Tiger King, Colori Phoenix, and the Black Tortoise King had almost used up all their power. Under that circumstance, it was impossible for them to withstand the bombardment of the Heavenly Thunderbolt. There was no doubt it would end with them being turned into ashes.
The White Tiger King's face was ashen, but his eyes were determined in the face of death. Seeing the thunder and lightning above his head, the White Tiger King's eyes were blood-red as he said proudly, "Black Tortoise King, Colori Phoenix, even though we lost the battle, we can rest in peace knowing we have fought valiantly till the end. I have full faith that His Excellency Darryl will come back and avenge us! Besides, it's only a little thunder and lightning."
He looked a little crazy when he said that, and his eyes flashed with rebelliousness. The Black Tortoise King and Colori Phoenix nodded in agreement.
"You're right! We did our best, and we have no regrets in dying!"
"His Excellency Darryl would avenge us!"
"Even though we lost the battle, we took out a lot of soldiers and generals too! Knowing that, I can die without regrets."
The White Tiger King, the Black Tortoise King, and Colori Phoenix looked at each other with a smile on their faces. However, they were actually feeling incredibly discouraged. They became frustrated at the thought of not being able to do all they wanted after finally leaving the place where they were all held captive.
'What on earth is going on?' Everyone was stunned as they turned their heads to look in the direction of the roar. They became silent when smoke billowed from the palace, condensed into colorful auspicious clouds.
Everyone stared dumbly at it, wondering about the strong warrior who had arrived. Amidst the shock, they sensed a burst of spiritual power from heaven and earth continuously merged into the colorful auspicious clouds. The powerful aura made their heart thump wildly against their chests.
The Nine Heaven Emperor had a solemn expression on his face. 'No, that can't be right. Very few in the Godly Region can command colorful auspicious clouds. Apart from me, there is Emperor Aurelias, who is trapped in the Immortal Tomb as of that moment.'
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