Han Pojun was a proud and aloof individual with few friends. Thus, he had not expected to be saved during this critical moment. Yet the unexpected had happened. At the final moments, someone arrived and dragged both of them away from the barrage of attacks.

After the explosions settled, Sand Blood told everyone to stop attacking. When his gaze landed on where Han Pojun and the blood cocoon stone were before, he found nothing. He frowned and looked in a different direction. His eyes shrank. "Nether prison devil!"

If it was a regular nether prison devil, he would not be afraid. His group had both strength and numbers, and so long as they did not encounter a large group of devils, they would be able to...