Li Ciyou, the current Palace Master of the Yellow Springs Demonic Palace, had left an extremely deep impression on Lu Yang.
Back then, he had appeared out of nowhere and crushed all of Wanlin Prefecture with his own strength. His demonic might had soared to the heavens, filling everyone with despair.
If Wu Shentong hadn't descended from the sky and defeated him, Lu Yang would probably have been dead by now.
Ever since then, Lu Yang had been deeply wary of King-level powerhouses.
He had even made up his mind to avoid appearing before King-level powerhouses as much as possible until he'd grown stronger—especially those of the Demon Race and the demonic path.
Unfortunately, things never went as planned. Lu Yang didn't want to run into King-level powerhouses, yet wherever he went, he kept bumping into them!
Earlier, outside Ice Soul Valley, he'd been constantly worried that the Snow Demon King might suddenly show up.
Fortunately, everything had ended without incident.
In front of powerful King-level beings, a martial artist like him was still far too weak to be worth a laugh.
In the pit.
"Good thing I have the Soul Suppressing Pearl to conceal my aura. Otherwise, being so close to Huosang Blessed Land, Li Ciyou would probably have discovered me just now." Lu Yang secretly counted his blessings.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
A blazing aura shot into the sky, like a volcano erupting. The sight was utterly breathtaking!
A tall, powerfully built figure suddenly appeared high above.
He had a head of red hair and wore black, with a crimson cloak draped over his back. Roaring flames blazed across it.
The moment he appeared, he completely suppressed the Kingly might emanating from Li Ciyou. He was domineering beyond compare!
As soon as the figure appeared, he swung a fist