Symbol Ancestor!

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. No matter how much is said, it is useless."

Mumu's tone carried a measure of calm. After confirming that the allied army had gone far away, he looked toward Zhu Kun and the others.

The three of them understood at once. This was the signal to make their move!

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Applause rang out from the Alien Demon Emperor's direction. As everyone looked over, they heard his faintly amused voice.

"Hehe... interesting. Truly interesting."

"Then let me see how capable you are, and whether you truly have what it takes to be saviors."

The Alien Demon Emperor chuckled, his voice casual and unconcerned. He clearly did not regard the four experts of his level as worthy of notice.

As his words fell, the figure seated upon the throne leaned back slightly and raised a pale hand, pressing it downward with two fingers held like a sword.

The demonic aura filling the sky suddenly began to surge violently. The viscous aura rapidly condensed, eventually transforming into an enormous mass of black flames!

Zi Yan watched the black flames. They were clearly different from the flames that had corroded the formation earlier. Though they were inferior to Xiao Wujiu's Heavenly Flames, they were still not to be underestimated.

Especially as the flames curled upward, they burned the very space around them until cracking sounds rang out, as if evil voices could be heard churning within them!

Whoosh—!

The black flames writhed, and terrifying ghostly faces emerged one after another, charging toward the people below!

"Fight separately, cover one another, and stay safe!"

Zhu Kun said gravely. Then his figure flashed upward, charging toward the unending stream of ghostly faces.

Purple-gold light surged around his hand. With his formidable physique, he threw out