Myriad Calamity Demon

Boom! Boom! Boom...

First Evil and the Red Prison Demon began a furious battle. The combat methods of the two terrifying fiends brimmed with a primitive, savage air. At times, their bodies transformed into gas, black and crimson evil energies entwining as they fought evenly matched.

Su Yi and Li Huahun kept retreating, distancing themselves from them.

Bai Wuxue did the same.

Secretly, she was alarmed. Why did it feel as though every time she saw First Evil, he had grown stronger at an inconceivable speed?

Li Huahun was equally shocked.

Compared to Bai Wuxue, however, Li Huahun felt more frustration.

He had come eagerly to support Su Yi, only to find that there was no need for him to make a move at all.

Even if he did, he would be no match for the Red Prison Demon.

Just as he was feeling miserable, Su Yi bumped him with his shoulder and said, "Thank you for coming."

No matter how long it had been since they last met, and regardless of their identities, Li Huahun's feelings toward him had never changed.

Li Huahun glanced at him and let out a sigh.

That sigh carried far too many emotions.

Su Yi understood Li Huahun best and knew full well how proud he was. Yet the reason he had agreed to let Li Huahun come was precisely so that he could see just how powerful the Emperor Su Sect's top combatants truly were.

Su Yi could not stop Li Huahun from walking his current path, but neither would he approve of it.

The end of that road would most likely be a place from which there was no return, after ten thousand calamities.

Just look at First Evil—no matter which spacetime's First Evil it was, none had come to a good