Yehui stood there without moving, her gaze fixed on the spatial fissure at the center of the Magic Array before her, waiting for Huo Yuhao to emerge.
Her expression was uneasy. She could no longer bear the reality of watching her enemy disappear before her eyes again while she remained unable to take revenge.
But as ripples passed through the spatial fissure, Huo Yuhao emerged from within.
When she saw Wu Jie impaled on the Ice Spirit Spear in Huo Yuhao's hand, Yehui immediately perked up and approached Huo Yuhao, gripping her Darkness Demon Sword.
Huo Yuhao was still thinking about the suppression from the Douluo Star Plane Laws he had sensed beyond the spatial passage. Although that suppression had not acted on him directly, he could clearly feel Douluo Star rejecting him.
Even though he had not personally set foot on Douluo Star just now, there was no mistaking that feeling. It was a rejection from something on an equal level.
At that thought, something seemed to occur to Huo Yuhao, and he settled on his subsequent plan.
Then, seeing Yehui approach, Huo Yuhao said nothing. He simply exerted his arm and flung Wu Jie off the Ice Spirit Spear. A thud sounded beside him as Wu Jie was tossed onto the ground.
Alba was still impaled on the Ice Spirit Spear. Looking at the familiar Demon Plane, he nevertheless felt an immense sense of unfamiliarity.
The process of being pierced by that ice-blue spear and then dragged into the spatial rift had felt as though he were being devoured.
After seeing the other party's appearance, the doubts in Alba's heart had not diminished in the slightest. He still had no idea where this person came from, but he could be certain that he was not from the Demon