Chapter 82: The Might of the Empyrean Realm

Boom, boom, boom! Columns of fire swallowed the nine Blood Corpses in a heartbeat, and a vast mushroom cloud billowed where they stood. The palace shuddered under the shockwave. When the flames died down, their clothes had crumbled to ash and their bodies were scorched black. Gregory shot them a look and sneered, "You've got nothing anyway-why even bother wearing pants?" Stung by the taunt, the nine Blood Corpses lost their swagger; their faces hardened. "Don't think the Empyrean Realm lets you...