"Hiss!" Terrifying and heart-rending vibrations stirred the atmosphere throughout Senluo Hell, resembling an escalating stick of dynamite where the gloomy aura was ready to ignite at a touch!
Meanwhile, inside Senluo Purgatory, within the dark and sunless gloomy places of the Evil Castle, bizarre scenes continuously played out as if these events were being manipulated by powerful figures of the Outer Realm Evil Clan.
"Rustle... It seems some clueless ants have sneaked in. Feng Xiejun, how on earth are you monitoring the defenses of the Ancient Prison?" At this moment, inside a cold grand hall within the Evil Fortress, three clusters of black Qi stood quietly. The evil Qi cluster at the very head spoke suddenly, its voice containing a trace of heaven-shaking anger.
Right in the center of the three black Qi clusters, a Demon Statue standing roughly a zhang tall manifested, and the aura it contained was supremely evil.
"It is my failure to handle this properly, I will go take a look." Hearing this from the two black Qi clusters below, one of them muttered a reply and vanished directly from the spot.
"Such a bizarre aura here." Not long after, upon the spiral descending pavilion on the first layer of the Ancient Prison, Liu Hao's figure arrived successively. As for the evil figure that had previously clashed with him, it had completely perished at his hands.
What a joke. Without even looking at their respective identities, he was a proper Son of Light of the Holy See. How could the sum of all he had learned and the treasures he carried be something a nameless evil figure could resist?
"Puff!" Gusts of gloomy wind blew, rendering the aura here to the absolute extreme. Furthermore, the auras of Xiao Yan and the Son of Light missed each