Tang Xian felt utterly speechless about his encounters today; it was truly a case of waves receding only for new ones to arrive.
Indeed, through peripheral vision, Tang Xian noticed two figures slowly closing in.
Junlin's recovery of vitality naturally could not compare with Tang Xian and the Red Emperor, but after so much time had passed, its combat strength had also recovered significantly.
It came to the Red Emperor's shattered body, which was like ashes, and looked on with a complex gaze.
The Sea Demon's eyes were tinged with a hint of loneliness, and it seemed somewhat dazed:
"According to the rules, this battle can only have one victor. Although you both challenged together, the supreme glory can only be awarded to one person."
It wasn't targeting Tang Xian; the Sea Demon was just stating the facts, even though it did indeed relish watching fights. Over the years, influenced by the Ghost Coral, this desire had become instinctive.
