Hearing these words, Ning Fan's eyes lit up with joy, and in great spirits, he looked at the sinister-looking Netherworld Monarch, even finding him handsome.
Now, getting captured and taken to the Divine Kingdom would be worse than staying here; at least there's still a sliver of opportunity.
"Just a lower divine!"
Saint Jessica shook her head disdainfully, then raised her voice, "Kneel!"
As her words fell, a sky full of blood mist drifted up again on the scene.
Among the Red Flame Demon Army, only those with a cultivation above the Heavenly Gang Realm were still struggling.
The Red Flame Demon Army, positioned far from Saint Jessica, all knelt on the ground uniformly.
"A mere projection dares to be impudent in front of this king."
The Netherworld Monarch sneered, "Just wait to merge with me. Red Flame Burning Sky!"
A long fire tornado surged towards the sky, and the intense heat set the path ablaze with crackling sounds.
"Holy Light Shield!"
