Just as Huang Xiaolong sped away on the Netherking Flying Ship, Shi Ming’s massive palm flipped with a turn of his wrist, slapping onto the Netherking Flying Ship for the third time. This time, dense death qi roiled frenziedly, covering over a hundred million li radius.

“Huang Xiaolong, I want to kill you, and you can only die!”

“Even Xing Tian and Wang Teng cannot save you!”

Shi Ming’s figure completely blocked the entire Eternal Devil City’s airspace; hence his words reverberated throughout the whole city, loud and clear in every experts’ eyes. 

Huang Xiaolong was the Lord of Hell and the King of Grandmist’s personal disciple. His reputation had spread far and wide due to the battle above the Nethersea where several hundred Emperor Realm Ancestors had fallen. Moreover, the destruction of Divine World’s Fiend God Emperor Palace, which had stood for millions of years, had pushed Huang...