Buzz, buzz, buzz.
That pitch-black vortex, as if it led to the Underworld, spun rapidly.
"Hm? He's gotten stronger again."
Ye Fan could sense it clearly.
This time, the great commander of the Underworld who appeared—Killing God Bai Qi—
had grown much stronger compared to the last time he had been summoned.
He had probably already reached the high tier of True God level.
And with his terrifying talent for slaughter, as well as the Nether Army, the terror of this Killing God Bai Qi was simply impossible to measure.
What Ye Fan found amusing was
that below, the warriors of the Purple Chen Star Domain were kneeling on the ground.
At this moment, their faces were full of devotion.
They still thought the Evil God they had summoned was about to descend.
They were even
so excited that their whole bodies trembled.
"Heh, this move of mine is borrowing the hen to lay the egg. I really have you people to thank."
Ye Fan gave a cold laugh and said.
A figure stepped through the summoning vortex and appeared directly on the altar.
He was tall, his head slightly lowered.
On his shoulder rested a grotesque, exaggeratedly shaped Bone Scythe!
In his other hand, he held a huge purplish-red Soul Banner.
He stood proudly at the peak of the altar.
Death aura and killing intent coiled around his entire body.
The moment he appeared, he became the focus of everyone's attention.
It was simply because the aura wrapped in death energy and killing intent was far too violent.
It even
condensed into a pitch-black Killing Intent Black Cloud in the space behind him, stretching from his shoulder into the void like a cloak of death.
Seeing Bai Qi appear on the altar, the warriors of the Purple Chen Star