Buzz!
The void rippled, and Fang Mo appeared inside the Alliance Leader's Hall. The Desolate Silence Poison Dragon and the Black Flame Sword Demon appeared as well.
However, facing Huangji, the Sword Demon was clearly a head shorter. It did not even dare stand too close, lingering two steps behind as though wary of him—or suppressed by the difference in their ranks.
The Sword Demon was, after all, already in the Sixth Realm. Yet before Huangji, who had advanced into the Holy Realm, it did not even dare approach. Whether it was the Abyssal Domain, the strange beasts, or these ancient existences...
Strength and bloodline were like the thunder pools of heaven and earth, separated by an insurmountable chasm.
The Sword Demon was not an Ancient Beast, so in terms of bloodline, it still fell somewhat short before these Ancient Beasts.
With a wave of his hand, Fang Mo made the Black Flame Sword Demon disappear.
Without condensing divinity, it was difficult for the Black Flame Sword Demon to restore its physical form.
The Ancient Beasts had been prepared for him by Yao Huang.
Those Ancient Beasts possessed a trace of divine origin, while the Black Flame Sword Demon did not possess even a trace of divine origin like they did.
After the Black Flame Sword Demon vanished, Fang Mo examined Huangji.
He stood nine chi tall, broad and imposing. The fine black scales covering his body were so dense that they did not seem forged at all.
His dark green hair hung to his waist, and together with his dark green eyes and pitch-black lips, he looked exceptionally strange.
Yet his appearance was distinctive. His face seemed carved by a blade, his bone structure sharply defined, carrying a wild and eerie handsomeness.
The more Fang Mo looked, the more