Everyone looked dazed. Seeing Senluo driven back by a single blow, in particular, instantly made them feel that disaster was looming.
"You're only in the great accomplishment realm. What could you possibly do to repel fighters of this caliber?"
"Even Lord Senluo is no match for them. Do you really think you can accomplish anything?"
"Hmph, just a clown capering onstage. What good does showing off at a time like this do?"
"We're doomed. With so many powerhouses comparable to half-step Hongmeng experts, we can't possibly stand against them."
The Demon Emperor had no patience for their yammering. These people had already had the courage scared out of them.
He hurled out a ball of crimson flame.
It was none other than the Red-Haired Ghost's strongest strike.
The terrifying flames instantly exploded and spread.
Three pseudo-half-step Hongmeng realm creatures were killed outright in the blast.
The flames continued spreading in every direction.
Demon Emperor Daochen roared at everyone, "Run! Are you waiting to die?"
Only then did they snap out of it, quickly shielding Senluo as they fled.
The Demon Emperor followed behind, puzzled. "Lord Senluo, don't you have any trump cards King Anan left you?"
Senluo's face alternated between red and white, but he said nothing.
The Demon Emperor immediately realized there was more to the story.
After breaking through an opening, their group fled toward the Saha World.
Meanwhile, Senluo sent a message to King Anan.
Before they had even escaped the Silent Netherworld's territory, King Anan appeared before them.
"Well done, Demon Emperor. I was right about you. I knew bringing you along was the right decision. You acted decisively."
Demon Emperor Daochen smiled faintly. "I had no choice. I never expected Lord King Alan to have left Senluo without any trump cards. Once I saw him