An old man had suddenly appeared behind the Demon Empress. Yang Ye, the Demon Empress, and Mo Xiaoleng recognized the old man.

It was the ancestor of the Nie Clan who’d vanished for half a month, Nie Wuming!

At this moment, Nie Wuming’s hand had pierced through the Demon Empress’ stomach, and blood was spraying incessantly from there.

“Aunt Xiao!” Mo Xiaoleng’s shocked and furious voice resounded from below, and then 2 balls of flames transformed into pillars of flame that shot towards Nie Wuming.

Nie Wuming moved close to the Demon Empress’ ear, and a cold smile arose on the corners of his mouth as he said, “Demon Empress, after a thousand years of fighting, you’ve lost!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his right hand.

Bang!

The Demon Empress was blasted away!

After that, Nie Wuming gazed at the flames that had arrived before him. There was a wisp of ridicule on the corners of his mouth as he gazed at them, and then he stretched his right hand forward and shook it slightly.

Bang!

The pillars of flames instantly exploded in midair. The flames that...