It seemed Xu Youluo hadn't lied. When danger struck, that guy really did run faster than anyone else.
There was often an attraction between devils and Hell that ordinary people couldn't sense. Once they ran into trouble elsewhere, as long as they weren't cut off by spatial barriers, returning to Hell was practically effortless.
Of course, leaving Hell was another matter entirely.
Er Ha had escaped too quickly, so Zula hadn't noticed what was going on.
He had thought Xu Nan had tracked him here himself through some method.
Xu Nan heightened his senses to the limit. To resist the Seven Blood God's potential gaze, he even directly activated the True God Domain!
Courage!
A surging force burst forth, forming halo-like matter that swirled around Xu Nan.
Zula looked surprised, but quickly returned to normal.
"I already knew you had plenty of secrets."
He looked completely confident, as if Xu Nan on the magic carpet were already a lamb awaiting slaughter.
"Likewise. I'm rather curious how you went from an Itka Ratfolk priest to the Seven Blood God's lackey, step by step."
Xu Nan coldly mocked him. "I wonder whether your fellow tribesmen would be surprised if they learned your true identity."
For the first time, a faint ripple crossed Zula's expression.
"You won't get that chance!"
"You don't understand at all, newcomer. The darkness of the Underground World is ten thousand times more terrifying than you imagine. If you don't make a choice, the only outcome is being devoured!"
"Everything I've done was for the tribe... We... are too weak."
By the end, even Zula's tone had become distorted.
Xu Nan sharply noticed this. At the same time, he discovered something different.
"You aren't here in person, are you?"
"The nature of this body is very similar to that