Stepped Down and Tilted a Mountain

Chen Luo had not managed to escape either. After flying for a while, he immediately sensed that something was wrong. He discovered that no matter which direction he flew, he would eventually crash into a sea of fire. This was the distortion of the Dao. The Old Ghost of Underworld had fused with the Blazing Hell Dao; wherever he stood became a Flame Prison.

Boom!!

Crimson flames erupted, and Chen Luo flew back in a wretched state. He had just tried to draw upon spiritual energy to perform an escape technique, but the redirected spiritual energy exploded in his hand the instant he made a move. Had he not reacted quickly, that burst of flame would have been enough to injure him.

The Old Ghost of Underworld had used the power of Dao Integration Realm to rewrite the spiritual energy attributes of this area.

No matter what divine ability Chen Luo used, as long as he drew upon spiritual energy, it would ultimately turn into Blazing Hell Fire. This was precisely the opposite of the Old Monster he had encountered in the Great Tomb back then. That Old Monster wielded Water Dao Rhyme; wherever its power reached turned into water.

"Eldest brother, go first. I'll stay behind to cover the retreat."

Having detected that escape was impossible, Chen Luo immediately turned around. His attitude changed as well, and he shouted to Daoist Ge with the air of one facing death without flinching.

"Once you escape to heaven, don't forget to avenge your brother. Remember this old fellow's ugly face, and make sure you don't kill the wrong person."

Daoist Ge's face went numb.

He could see it now. This brat was determined to drag him into the water, and actually had the shameless gall to call him "eldest brother."

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