Golden light descended from the void, enveloping Jiang Feng and sealing off the surrounding demonic Baleful Intent.
Jiang Feng, who had been only one step away from entering the demonic path, froze where he stood.
The Fire Extreme Golden Body he had already activated did not retract, but the scarlet in his eyes had faded away.
Jiang Feng had regained his senses.
Beneath the golden light, Jiang Feng felt incomparably comfortable—far more so than under the auspicious light that had appeared when he attained the Heavenly God realm.
When that ethereal voice came from the void, Jiang Feng was suddenly filled with an unprecedented sense of security.
Jiang Feng slowly raised his head. Above him, a golden figure condensed out of thin air, looking down upon the Nether Devil Master.
That bearing alone filled Jiang Feng with boundless reverence at a single glance.
His expression was indifferent to all things, as though no strife or gain in this world had anything to do with him. He was without desire or demand.
Yet at the same time, an invisible tyrannical aura radiated from him, forcing the surrounding demonic Baleful Intent to retreat.
Looking at the Nether Devil Master again, he stood rooted to the spot, his face full of disbelief.
Clearly, he could not believe that this person would descend at such a moment.
Then the Nether Devil Master's expression changed again. His disbelief instantly turned into blazing fury, accompanied by a resentful roar:
"Zhang Yu, you old bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
The demonic Baleful Intent filling the sky surged backward, transforming into countless skeletal warriors that swarmed toward the golden figure in the air!
Jiang Feng sighed inwardly. So the man in the sky was Heavenly God Zhang Yu.
Although he had received the fortuitous opportunity of