Qu Qiancheng gripped the control flag of the Eight Trigrams Demon Sealing Formation and turned into a streak of light, swiftly vanishing beyond the horizon and entering Vajra Gate's mountain-protecting formation. Soon after, beastlike roars rang out from within.
Although Qu Qiancheng had set up another formation, the roars still made Scarface, Jin Peng, and the others roll their eyes back, overcome with the urge to sleep. As a result, the Eight Trigrams Demon Sealing Formation's power kept faltering.
Qu Rong did not stand by idly. After entering, she too began pouring her power into a formation flag.
She looked quite young, yet she was astonishingly a Martial King Ninth Layer expert. With her joining in, the Eight Trigrams Demon Sealing Formation's power increased considerably.
A strange light flashed in Wei Fan's eyes. His Golden Nascent Soul could resist the effects of that terrifying sound. A layer of snowy-white radiance rippled over Feng Hua's body, and she too remained unaffected. It seemed that the gemstone on her, stained by a Martial Saint's blood essence, truly possessed great resistance against such bizarre things.
The others, including Qu Rong, rolled their eyes back from time to time. Everyone looked at the two of them in amazement. Feng Hua possessed a rare treasure—everyone could see that—but Wei Fan had resisted the strange roars through his own strength. The power of his will had to be terrifying.
"Netherflame—I remember that name now. Are you the Netherflame who slew several Demon Kings in Yunjin City?" Qu Rong suddenly asked.
Wei Fan nodded lightly.
The Territory Suppressing General called Scarface was stunned. "I actually failed to recognize you!"
Clearly, he had heard the name Netherflame. After the battle in Yunjin City, that Demon Hunter codename had become quite famous.
"Roar..."
The next moment, another roar came