With the bald Yang Devil's demise, the Rising Sun Inferno's ambush turned into an utter farce, no doubt about it. They had no choice but to cease their attack, lest they embarrass themselves further.0

The Wick Devil couldn't fathom that the cause of his failure was the very Blood Oath Curse he had concocted. His burning gaze was fixed on the War Princess!0

The few Yang Devils who had just attacked wisely retreated to his side.0

Atop the high platform, even the Talisman Emperor's face showed a change, his brows frosted over with an added chill.0

From this moment, the War Princess gave him that same eerie vibe that Yun Xiao did!0

Tens of thousands of the Nine Hells' mightiest felt it!0

Their gazes were deep and stormy as they looked upon the proud Yin Devil maiden, their hearts roiling with silent tumult.0

"Brother," the Wick Devil broke the silence, acting as if nothing had happened, and bowed to the Netherworld Emperor, "Your daughter's talent surpasses all ancestors of our devil kind in the Nine Hells. She is a once-in-an-epoch genius. Congratulations."0

His words were coated with a smile, but the envy, jealousy, and hatred were palpable on the twisted faces of the other 2,000 Yang Devils. Mostly, they...0