The Hapless Flame Devil King

At Lei Dong's words, everyone was left dumbfounded. He actually wanted a Spirit Transmutation level powerhouse to serve at his beck and call—and for three hundred years, no less?

Flame Devil King froze for a moment. Then a feeling of humiliation welled up inside him. Instead of getting angry, he laughed. "Good, good. You've got some nerve, Lei. You want this king to serve you for three hundred years? Arrogant—utterly arrogant! Let me tell you, even Purgatory Old Devil wouldn't dare bring that up to me."

For all his anger, Flame Devil King understood the situation. This was absolutely not the time to fall out with Lei Dong. He immediately stepped sideways, meaning to slip back through the spatial rift and make his escape home first.

Lei Dong had long since guessed that Flame Devil King was all bluster and that running away was his best option. How could he actually let him get away? Otherwise, he'd have offended the man without getting anything out of it. That simply wasn't his style.

Lei Dong's aura instantly tightened. With his hands behind his back, he carried himself as though he ruled the world. He raised a hand and uttered several words, each one brimming with authority. "I decree: space shall collapse."

As soon as Lei Dong's words fell, the spatial passage built by the Law Saint and a group of great mages who had paid for it with their lives collapsed in an instant. Even if Flame Devil King had the courage to reach the heavens, he wouldn't dare rush into a passage that was caving in.

With his way home cut off, Flame Devil King's heart turned cold. He glared viciously back at Lei Dong, as if to say, Just you wait. Then his enormous body curled up and turned