"Nine Nether Flame Sparrow..."
Looking at the crimson giant bird in the sky, the Intent Demon King's expression grew unusually solemn as he murmured.
As an expert of the Intent Demon Race, the Intent Demon King was no stranger to the Nine Nether Flame Sparrow. He knew it was an exceptionally formidable branch among the Divine Beast Clans of the Great Thousand World.
"You've found yourself quite a capable helper," the Intent Demon King said, turning his head to look at Lin Langtian below.
Lin Langtian neither confirmed nor denied it. Within this will-space, the Intent Demon King was clearly not someone he could defeat at present.
After all, they were not on the same level. And when facing a great figure like the Intent Demon King, who had stood at the peak even in ancient times, he did not think there was anything shameful about seeking help.
After all, sometimes being able to summon help also required considerable ability.
If he wanted to defeat this remnant will of the Intent Demon King, only Spirit Aunt, who had also been an Earthly Supreme at her peak period, could likely accomplish it.
"However, your helper may not be enough!"
The Intent Demon King gave a cold laugh. A frigid gleam surged in his eyes as he slowly rose from the pitch-black throne.
"Nine Nether Flame Sparrow, I never thought we would meet in this form. If This King remembers correctly, This King participated in the assault on the Divine Beast Continent back then. The Nine Nether Sparrow experts who died by This King's hand numbered no fewer than a handful."
The Intent Demon King stared at Spirit Aunt, then smiled, his smile brimming with Killing Intent.
"Damned Outworld Evil Race. Let your blood repay the spirits of my Nine Nether Sparrow