Lin Langtian's Futile Advice

"Is that... the Demon Emperor's Hand?!"

Above the horizon, the moment Ying Huahuan, the Lord of Life and Death, and the others saw that enormous pale arm, their pupils contracted sharply...

That giant hand looked somewhat pale and frail, yet beneath that eerie frailty lay a chilling aura.

This was precisely the arm of the Abyssal Demon Emperor!

"It seems that when he was sealed away for the last time, the Abyssal Demon Emperor's arm was not merely severed by Master. More likely, he had secretly left behind a contingency plan for an opportunity thousands of years later." Ying Huahuan clenched her jade-like hand, her red lips pursing.

The Flame Master and the others' pupils constricted as horror rose in their hearts. Worthy indeed of the Abyssal Demon Emperor who had forced Master to burn his reincarnation—he had actually been able to leave behind a contingency even in such a moment, waiting for an opening a thousand years later.

Heavenly King Hall gazed fanatically at the Demon Emperor's Hand. With a shift in his hand seals, the Demon Emperor's Hand swiftly swept over and actually connected with the Demon Emperor Image.

Buzz!

Once the Demon Emperor's Hand connected with the Demon Emperor Image, a piercing hum erupted between heaven and earth. All living beings throughout the Western Xuan Region prostrated themselves beneath that humming sound.

Surging demonic aura swept forth, and vaguely, an extremely horrifying fluctuation was being born within it.

That powerful fluctuation carried the aura of the Abyssal Demon Emperor!

Then, the remaining tightly shut evil eyes upon the Demon Emperor Image rapidly opened one after another. The slaughter and savagery within them seemed capable of destroying this entire continent.

"Haha."

Heavenly King Hall looked toward Ying Huahuan and the others and laughed madly. "Once the Demon Emperor