Sun Buxiao had indeed tamed the netherworld poison flame.
For years, Sun Buxiao had been cultivating with the netherworld poison flame's poisonous fumes. During that process, the flame had also taken on his aura. That was why he had previously been able to wield its power to a certain extent.
And so, now-
"Urgh-"
A burning pain came over him, but... he could bear it!
"Doesn't feel as bad as the Millet Porridge that solo-killed me back then!"
As long as he could bear it, there was no problem!
Grabbing the netherworld poison flame's core, Sun Buxiao felt his body instantly grow scorching hot.
Onward, please.
Part of this netherworld poison flame already belonged to him!
Brimming power, seemingly inexhaustible Dou Qi, and swarms of pink-and-green butterflies appearing around him-feeling all of it, Sun Buxiao couldn't help bursting into laughter.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Watching Han Feng charge at him, he clenched both fists and took his stance. His legs drove hard, and he actually launched himself toward Han Feng like a cannonball.
"I'm fucking raising my banner right now! Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on! You lowly things, you inferior creatures, all of you can die beneath my netherworld poison flame!"
Buzzz-
BOOM!!!!
Pink-green flames and sea-blue flames collided violently.
A powerful shock wave, accompanied by explosive force, suddenly swept outward with the two of them at its center.
"Urgh-"
Still hovering in the air, unsure what to do, Yuan Yi was caught completely off guard. The shock wave flipped him over, nearly sending him crashing out of the sky.
Behind him, the surging Dou Qi shredded the Dou Qi Wings of a large number of Dou Wangs, sending them plummeting toward the ground with screams.
"This...!"
Yuan Yi's expression was utterly aghast.
*H-he really was