Devils are beings of pure power. They wield immense strength thanks to their creator. Their body was crafted by the first being in this world and even after all these years, even after eons have passed their powers remain unchallenged amongst the creations of the First Creator.

Only the Deities and beasts can match their sheer strength. These Devils are geniuses who was chosen by Kareem to take back the Devil who supposedly got his hands on the Blood Hell Pearl.

They thought it would an easy job. This is but the Lower Heaven, a place where lower beings live. The Devil that should have stumbled in this place would either be an exiled bastard or a useless peasant that has too much luck with him.

However, after witnessing the power which he holds. They already knew they cannot hold back any longer. If they are to look down upon this Devil they will die. Before them was not a being of the convention, he was an amalgamation of irregularity.

"This man may just have the talent to reach True Devil Saint that must be why they are so interested in him."

"If that is so then why have we not seen him before? A genius of this caliber should be training under the Commander or our Guardians."

"I do not know, but what I know is that he being here is not a coincidence and his hate for returning with us may have something to do with that. He may have been exiled by his family or has been ostracized by the others, that must be why does not want to return. We must take him back, lose an arm or a leg if you must, we will drag him back to Hell with us."

"Yes!"

Devils are beings of pride and jealousy. This man before them must have been ostracized because of others' jealous heart that he was driven to the Lower Heaven. He must hate Hell that he will do anything to avoid returning, but these three devil youths are the cream of the crop of the Devils, they will do anything to take him back with them and finish the mission they were given.

"Ignite your bloodline, we are going to have to put our lives on the line if we wish to capture him!"

Wang Ling watched them with interest but he did not put much attention to them and instead focused on controlling the amount of God's Mark he should control.

This God's Mark is a weapon, and despite the amount he can control not even half of what he has, Wang Ling was satisfied in discovering new things. As he raised from the ground and got ready to face the three, he had God's Mark wrap around his right arm.

His right arm became obsidian black and power dwell into it. He whispered and Heaven's Will increased its weight to 3.5 million kilograms. He found it still taxing so he decreased it to 3 million, "This should be enough."

With this little tweak on his weapon he decided to dash forward, his every step caused the ground to tremble. The weight he carried was enough to make the world around him shake, he carried a sword of that weight caused his speed to decrease but it mattered not.

When he felt he was being held back by his weapons he decided to make it weigh less, be interchanged between the weights and as the three Devil went forth with the intent to meet with Wang Ling, their skin-like wings flapped and their black tattoos grew darker.

Three against one it was obvious who was at the disadvantage — the three Devils.

Boom!

A shock wave exploded when the fists of one of the Devils with Wang Ling.

"Argh!"

His bones were shattered under the pressure of Wang Ling's force. The bluntness of his sword was finally showing its use.

Boom!

A kick to the side with a black tattooed leg. It hit him on the right temple and sent Wang Ling flying. But before he can fly any further he increased the sword weight to 5 million and plunged to the ground like a hammer on water.

Boom!

The hard and oddly sturdy floor of the Black Dragon's ground caught him and it didn't even show signs of craters or even cracks. The Black Dragon's Domain was not a simple place after all.

He recovered quickly and Wang Ling dashed forward to meet with the three Devils. But as he did, the ground suddenly shook and Wang Ling's footing was disrupted. Black smoke erupted from underground and the sounds of chains echoed in the ears of Wang Ling and the other people present.

The pain the injured devil was originally feeling spiked up drastically and he wailed. It was a bizarre turn of events that caught everyone off guard.

The Black Dragon's face turned sour in the face of it all and she stood up abruptly. She got out of the Pagoda and then reappeared over the pagoda.

"It is impossible, stop doing what you are doing and settle down." The Black Dragon commanded and then raised both hands. Dark light appeared from her hands and then black chains erupted from them that stuck to the ground.

The shaking stopped and then she turned to Wang Ling and the rest, "I apologize for that, please, continue… Kue — huh?"

She questioned as a dark thorn appeared from out of nowhere and stabbed her from behind. Her face turned dark and space began to crumble. The soul of the Black Dragon began to show signs of dissipation.

The Black Dragon screamed in pain as her soul was corrupted, she was dying, she knew of this face. But before she died, she waved her hands and sent back Wang Ling and the rest just outside of the temple.

"What happened?!"

The Devils questioned what the hell just happened and the answer they got was a roar that shook the foundation of the Black Dragon's Final Battlefield.