Yuan Ya Old Demon's pupils suddenly contracted.
The battle between him and Vansa Dharma Master had just been unimaginably perilous, and the ripples it unleashed had been devastating. Even Dharma Master Tu Ka and the other five had suffered grave injuries from the aftershocks.
Yet someone at the scene had actually ignored the fluctuations from his and Vansa Dharma Master's clash, evaded both their divine senses, and appeared before him with effortless ease after the battle ended.
Yuan Ya Old Demon looked at the speaking Si Lingxi. Without another word, a gaping maw that devoured gods and souls formed in the void, swallowing toward Si Lingxi and Lu Zheng's True Spirit Souls.
At the same time, boundless devilfire sprang into being throughout heaven and earth, filling the skies as it surged toward the two of them like an overwhelming tide.
The Old Devil's figure leaped forward and merged into the Xu Yuan Secret Fire.
"Cry!"
A clear phoenix cry rang out between heaven and earth. Its piercing note was like a divine sword that split open heaven and earth, directly breaking through that soul-devouring secret art and cleaving into the Xu Yuan Secret Fire.
At the same time, in an area untouched by the Xu Yuan Secret Fire, a cluster of Phoenix Divine Fire ignited from nothingness, burning a shadowy devil figure out of the void.
"Yuan Ya Old Demon, you are at least a renowned devil sovereign of the Demon Realm. Using an Illusion Art to conceal yourself and fleeing with your head in your arms—doesn't that somewhat disgrace your status?"
"Hmph!"
Yuan Ya Old Demon snorted coldly. "Taking advantage of a fire to rob someone and kicking them when they are down—does that suit the status of the Phoenix Palace Master?"
Phoenix Divine Fire was unique in the