The Baldy's Wildness (Part 2)

Though he had intended to go all-out against Sima Xian, he had still underestimated him. He had originally thought the Hellhounds could hold Sima Xian back for at least ten seconds, but in reality, Sima Xian had ended the battle in only one second.

His incantation was nearly complete; he could not change it now. But at Sima Xian's current speed, he could completely reach him before the incantation was finished! To instantly kill so many Hellhounds, could he possibly lack spiritual wings?

But what astonished everyone once again was that Sima Xian not only did not unleash his spiritual wings, but when he reached a point twenty meters from the Hell Gate, he even stopped. He simply stood there calmly, though his eyes brimmed with dense fighting intent.

What was he doing? Waiting for his opponent to finish the incantation? Wasn't that far too arrogant?

For a moment, the audience erupted in an uproar. They had all seen Sima Xian's purpose.

Only Sima Xian himself understood how he felt. He desperately needed release. He had always possessed a wild and uninhibited temperament, but he had been silent for too long. He needed a great battle to vent the emotions suppressed within his heart.

The Dark Summoner's incantation was finally complete. The Hell Gate radiated an intense dark-purple glow, and immediately afterward, a gigantic figure crawled out from within it.

That's right. Crawled.

The Hell Gate was four meters tall and three meters wide. Yet this summoned creature had to lower its head in order to crawl out.

Over six meters tall, humanoid, muscular, winged, with spiraling twin horns. Ninth Tier, a Hell Demon King.

That was right—this was the Dark Summoner's trump card. With peak eighth tier cultivation, he used Innate Magic to summon a powerful Ninth Tier Hell