The Divine Supreme – Chapter 1045

"Get lost!" the three Martial Imperials thundered furiously, incessantly throwing punches.

With each punch, they sent hundreds of spirits flying, and with the next punch, they continued to blast away hundreds of spirits. However, the spirits were far too many as if beckoning an entire sea of spirits from past to present.

Remus' body started trembling, his mind growing hazy, yet he gritted his teeth and persisted, knowing that if he collapsed, it would mean certain death.

If he were to fall now, his Grandpa's ambitions, his parents who were still enduring endless torment, his six wives, and those three prospective fiancées he never met would all fade into mere illusions.

He forcibly swallowed the blood gushing from his chest, gritting his teeth, and invoked, "The ice emerges like urgent rain, the devil whispers timidly, rise!"