Taking a Master

Under the gaze of everyone around him, Dongbo Xueying drew his sword, took a step, and transformed into a phantom.

Boom!

Flames even burned across his body, forming an arcing layer over his surface—his speed had clearly reached an utterly terrifying level.

"Lightning and fire have appeared." Many watching family disciples, guards, and maidservants had eyes shining brightly. The Seventh Highness was even more excited. To make lightning and fire manifest through flying speed alone was something an ordinary Fourth Heaven World Deity could achieve. For many of them, this was also a rare sight.

The nine Demon God puppets all let out low roars and pounced at him.

"Whoosh...