The ancient Vermilion Bird furrowed her brow and gave the Lord of the Netherworld a deep look, saying, "Do you know ?"
The Lord of the Netherworld nodded repeatedly: "Years ago near Shengyan Lake, you once saved . At that ti, I was injured, and if you hadn’t torn open space, I might have died on Pilgrimage Mountain."
The ancient Vermilion Bird’s brows relaxed, and suddenly she thought of sothing, realizing, "So you were that person back then; it seems everything is destined."
After saying this, she gave Ren Feifan a thoughtful glance, pondering sothing unknown.
Ren Feifan also wanted the Lord of the Netherworld and everyone to stop kneeling, so he waved his arm and said, "Everyone, stand up."
"Yes, Demon Lord!"
"Yes, Demon Lord!"
Nurous citizens of the Ninth Nether stood up!
At this mont, the killing intent erupted! The montum was overwhelming!
The atmosphere completely changed!
Bai Ling and Little Fox also ca to Ren Feifan’s side, holding their Cold Swords.
As long as those people dared to continue fighting, they would join the fray without hesitation!
Ren Feifan’s gaze shot towards Master Zhu, saying, "This battle, do you think it still needs to continue? The ancient Vermilion Bird must leave with , and if you continue to obstruct, let’s see whose life is more resilient."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Forbidden Asura, Lord of the Netherworld, and the Ninth Nether Demon slamd their Divine Weapons onto the ground!
Imdiately the earth trembled!
Not only that, those citizens of the Ninth Nether burst forth with imnse killing intent, shouting, "Kill!"
A whirlwind of Evil Qi swept across the sky.
Master Zhu’s eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at everyone.
The citizens of the Ninth Nether may not be very powerful, but they were nurous, and fighting them would be troubleso!
But what he feared most was the Lord of the Netherworld.
Because he knew this person!
Back when hundreds of experts from Pilgrimage Mountain were hunting down the Lord of the Netherworld, he was there too.
He witnessed with his own eyes how many experts the Lord of the Netherworld killed from Pilgrimage Mountain!
He thought the Lord of the Netherworld had already left Pilgrimage Mountain, but unexpectedly, this fellow had been hiding in Pilgrimage Mountain all along!
Damn it!
"Master Zhu, these remnants of the Demon Clan absolutely cannot escape! Otherwise, Pilgrimage Mountain will surely be tainted by such beings!"
One of them said.
"Yes, Master Zhu, strength-wise, it’s just the Lord of the Netherworld and those two projections that are strong. We don’t have anything to fear from the rest, but if they take the ancient Vermilion Bird away, all our efforts will be in vain, and this is clearly aiding the wicked!"
As the two finished speaking, the sound of sothing tearing through the air was heard!
"Dare to insult our Demon Clan! Die!"
The Lord of the Netherworld struck out with a palm!
Boom...
With a single palm, a great wind arose, and the roaring noise was deafening, as the innurable Asura rushed toward those who spoke.
Spurt...
Blood sprayed, and amidst a muffled groan, those two were like cannonballs, suddenly flying backward.
"Hiss..."
Witnessing this, the entire scene descended into chaos, boiling over.
Everyone took a sharp intake of breath.
"That guy’s strength is still so domineering!"
"Back then, it took so many top experts from Pilgrimage Mountain to wound him, and now he’s returned!"
In an instant, seeing the two blasted away, everyone was terrified and shocked.
The Lord of the Netherworld’s overpowering aura intimidated everyone.
Master Zhu glanced at the experts behind him and then at the ancient Vermilion Bird, realizing he had no choice.
Letting the ancient Vermilion Bird go would an their people at Pilgrimage Mountain were conceding to the Demon Clan!
If this were known by those at the top or outside Pilgrimage Mountain, they would be laughed at.
More importantly, they needed the ancient Vermilion Bird’s essence blood.
The more deaths, the more essence blood they would gain.
Battle was the best way to weed out the weak.
Having thought it all through, his eyes narrowed, and his aged voice rang out, "Attack! Slay everyone except the ancient Vermilion Bird!"
"Master Zhu is mighty!"
"Master Zhu is mighty!"
The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!
Everyone surged towards Ren Feifan and the Lord of the Netherworld!
Not only that, Master Zhu turned to an elder beside him and asked, "How are those Array Masters preparing?"
"Ready. Do you need us to form an ancient killing formation to eliminate them?"
Master Zhu shook his head: "Survival of the fittest, with so many forces, it’s ti to clear the trash. Only the strong deserve to control the bloodline of the ancient Vermilion Bird!"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Master Zhu looked at the crowd, a smile playing on his lips, everyone was within his arranged formation.
As long as he wished, they would all perish!
He would be the one truly laughing at the end!
Only he had the right to control the bloodline of the ancient Vermilion Bird!
...
In the distance, Ren Feifan took an Elixir, gathering so breath in his Dantian.
He looked at the three huge projections: "Move, make it quick!"
"Yes! Demon Lord!"
The Lord of the Netherworld charged forward, even making a gesture!
Instantly, those citizens of the Ninth Nether also rushed out!
Killing intent surged!
Ren Feifan looked at the ancient Vermilion Bird and the remaining few: "We shouldn’t linger in the fight, find a way to carve a bloody path through!"
"Understood!"
Then, Ren Feifan approached the ancient Vermilion Bird and softly said, "Apologies!"
The next second, he directly lifted the full figure of the ancient Vermilion Bird and carried her on his back, heading towards the torn-open door of the formation!
The ancient Vermilion Bird’s face flushed with a crimson hue, but she said nothing.
The experts of Pilgrimage Mountain naturally saw Ren Feifan’s intention and rushed to block his path!
"Demon Lord, I’ll pave the way for you!"
The Lord of the Netherworld ca to stand in front of Ren Feifan.
The dull and piercing blast of palm winds ripped the air with crackling sounds, heading towards the crowd!
Thud, thud, thud...
The experts from Pilgrimage Mountain spewed blood, retreating step by step, their clothes stained red with fresh blood.
The howling of palm winds and the booming showcased the full power of the Ninth Nether, who could compete!
Amidst the booming, mingled with countless cries of anguish.
At this mont, the Lord of the Netherworld was an insurmountable mountain.
Yet, his injuries were still unhealed, and after leaving the Thistle Forest, he was sowhat uncomfortable!
Nearly every strike ca at a significant cost!
Bam, bam, bam...
Dull thuds resounded, as a shockwave emanated from the Lord of the Netherworld, spreading in all directions, forming a wave of energy that swept across like a scythe.
Crisp cracking sounds ensued, as a million-pound force suddenly erupted, instantly forging a bloody path for Ren Feifan.
"Demon Lord, leave quickly while you can! I’ll hold them off!" The Lord of the Netherworld’s breath was sowhat weak, yet he still roared!
"Alright."
Ren Feifan didn’t hesitate either, channeling True Qi beneath his feet, heading towards the door he had broken open!
He knew very well that although the Lord of the Netherworld was strong, he was not at his past level of power. The imdiate task required he had no ti to linger in battle!
He must quickly get the ancient Vermilion Bird away from here!
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