Beat Little Blondie to Death? But There's No Little Blondie Here!

How long would the Abyssal Giant Eye and that Ancient Deity keep fighting?

That was no concern of Jiang Fu or Shi Jiu's.

If the sky fell, someone bigger would hold it up.

Those two were fighting right beside Hell.

They had surely drawn the attention of plenty of powerful beings by now.

That gave Jiang Fu and Shi Jiu the perfect chance to pin the blame for Hell firmly on them.

Inside Hell.

Ning Chengfeng and Yun Luoyu stared ahead, their eyes empty.

They looked ready to laugh bitterly.

Their granddaughter really had sent them to Hell.

But after entering,

both felt noticeably refreshed.

Their bodies, once slightly translucent, had become completely solid.

As for Ning Ranxin,

she had fallen into a deep sleep.

A soft black flame enveloped her body.

Jiang Fu had deliberately drawn on the power of the Hell Origin

to nurture Ning Ranxin's Remnant Soul.

By now,

the World Origin of Hell was no longer a glowing sphere.

Instead, it was...

a sea of black flames.

Hellfire. The Hellfire Sea.

Jiang Fu was the Hell Lord of this Hell.

Naturally, Hellfire was under his control too.

Jiang Fu murmured, "Now I can multiply Mother-in-Law's recovery speed by ten, right...?"

He had not dared to do it before.

He feared it might cause consequences he could not control.

Ning Ranxin had yet to regain consciousness.

Jiang Fu could not be sure the person who woke after the multiplication would still be her.

Shi Jiu had not dared use time acceleration or anything similar, either.

Shi Jiu hesitated, then shook her head. "Better not. Hell's here now, so we can let her recover slowly..."

Jiang Fu nodded. "All right!"

Protected by Hellfire,

Ning Ranxin was now virtually impervious to all evil.

Jiang Fu ran the Multiply-by-Ten