Flame Emperor

Netherworld City.

The Sword Master sat cross-legged in midair above a courtyard, his brows tightly furrowed as he muttered, "Hou Yi? Why had he never heard of him?"

Hou Yi's howl just now had made him sense danger, which meant the other party was extremely powerful.

When had such a super powerhouse emerged in this world?

He could not figure it out, but he did not pursue the direction the sound had come from. There was no need; they bore no grudge against each other, and he had always been a cold-natured man.

Netherworld City was incredibly noisy. Everyone was discussing Hou Yi's name, and it had even overshadowed the battle between the Sword Master and the Demon Ancestor yesterday.

Yesterday's battle had shaken the entire Central Wasteland, so naturally all kinds of rumors had spread.

He had simply not expected another mysterious powerhouse to appear today.

Hou Yi's name had already caused a sensation throughout the Central Wasteland and was beginning to spread madly toward the surrounding regions.

Inside a cave somewhere.

The Demon Ancestor was using a spell to contact the Demon Ruins. Before him was a mirror condensed from Demonic Energy, within which stood a group of demon kings in a grand hall, arranged in two rows. Six-Eared Macaque was among them.

"The Divine Tomb is about to open. Six-Eared Macaque, Nanfeng, Red Ghost, Xuan You—the four of you, come to the Central Wasteland at once to provide support!"

The Demon Ancestor spoke in a deep voice. The Sword Master's threat, coupled with Qin Jun's background, had put him in a foul mood.

Now, he could only pray that Qin Jun had already left the Central Wasteland and would not interfere in the matter of the Divine Tomb. As for the Sword Master, he was arrogant