Master of Darkness

Xiao Ming saw Yuan Gan fall into deep thought and understood. This was probably another one of the Plane Spirit's deeds, likely meant to pave the way for Lin Dong, the Son of the Plane.

Otherwise, there would have been no reason to delay until now. The Azure Dragon King had a fairly good relationship with Moluo of the Chaotic Demon Sea, the controller of the Flame Ancestral Talisman. Moluo was also devoted to combating Otherworldly Demons, so he would not refuse such a request.

Yet in the Original Work, they had actually sought out the weaker Lin Dong. It was difficult not to suspect that the World Will had been meddling.

Of course, now that he had come, whether it would affect anything no longer mattered.

"I'll go down and take a look. Wait here and do not wander off."

As he spoke, Xiao Ming moved, transforming into a streak of light that shot directly into the Demon Sea. Demonic Qi surged forth, and his figure vanished in an instant.

"He just went down like that?"

Seeing this, Yuan Gan and the others sighed. As expected of a Half-Ancestor-level expert. They could not simply charge down without any protection like that. Even with protection, aside from Yuan Gan, none of them would be able to hold on for long.

Such an expert had come to their door of his own accord, and he was even here to help. This was truly a windfall.

Whoosh!

Within the boundless ocean of Demonic Qi, a streak of light sped through the darkness. Wherever it passed, the surrounding Demonic Qi crazily corroded toward it. Yet whenever that Demonic Qi touched the figure, sharp sizzling sounds erupted, and it was completely vaporized.

The streak of light was extremely fast. Before long, it passed