Battle with the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame!

You're courting death!

As Ning Luo's words fell, the handsome face of the white-robed man finally changed drastically. With an angry shout, he moved and appeared above Ning Luo and the others. His clenched hand formed milky-white flames into an enormous flaming spear. With a sweep of his arm, the spear tore through space, carrying an aura of destruction as it shot fiercely toward Ning Luo's group.

Under such destructive power, everyone's faces turned somewhat pale.

Nightmare Illusion Realm, break!

Ning Luo's expression was grave. He pointed with two fingers, and a stream of essence blood shot from his fingertips. The blood swiftly traced through the air, forming a strange blood talisman.

"The Enchantment Breaking Talisman? How do you have that?!"

At the sight of the blood talisman, the white-robed man's expression immediately darkened.

"Go!"

"We're out?"

Seeing this unfamiliar place, Xun'er and the others also let out sighs of relief.

"This isn't another illusion, is it?" Yao Lao looked around, somewhat alarmed. What had happened earlier had truly frightened them. None of them had imagined that after struggling so hard for so long inside, they had merely been wasting their efforts.

"The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame isn't capable of that." Ning Luo smiled, and inwardly heaved a relieved sigh. Having escaped that damned illusion, even his soul seemed to feel far lighter. The Nightmare Sky Mist truly deserved to be the Nether Flame Demon Saint's signature technique. It was simply too terrifying.

Roar!

Just as Ning Luo relaxed, Xiao Chen beside him suddenly let out another low growl. A struggling expression appeared on his face as he said hoarsely and urgently, "The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame is controlling me again!"

"This is..."

Upon receiving that fluctuation, Ning Luo was slightly startled. After sensing it briefly, delight immediately appeared on