Daochen looked at the enormous white bones and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He had once visited a simulated age of Remote Antiquity, though it had not been real.
But he had seen this enormous being before. "The Abyssal Evil King died here and became the thing buried underground."
Daochen touched his bones. They were very hard.
Wisps of resentful qi were dissipating from his bones, spreading throughout the space.
It seemed this was the true source of the resentment.
Golden Crow Fire appeared in Daochen's hand, and he swiftly ignited the skeleton.
Terrifying flames burned, gradually spreading through the entire space.
With these resentment-laden bones as fuel, the blaze spread rapidly.
The smell of burning filled the air.
Daochen floated in midair, watching the scene coldly.
Hou Qing was dumbstruck. "This..."
"Demon Emperor, we seem to have stirred up trouble. This isn't exploring-we're digging up someone's ancestral graves."
"Demon Emperor, we should run. If we don't flee now, those monsters will come charging out."
It was like setting fire to someone else's home. The owner would have to be a fool not to get angry.
No sooner had he spoken than furious roars rang out all around them.
"Who brought the Crimson Sun Fire here?"
"Damn it! Lighting Crimson Sun Fire in the land of Nether Soil-are you trying to burn this place to ashes?"
Daochen snorted coldly. "Let them come. Am I supposed to be afraid of them? I've already shown mercy. If I'd gone to Hell back then and fetched the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, a single blaze would have burned every monster in this land of Nether Soil to ashes."
A chill ran through Hou Qing. Even this was not enough? He still was not satisfied?
Hou Qing was speechless.
"Demon Emperor, those fellows aren't