Golden light gushed out of Long Chen’s manifestation. Like a sun, its sacred light erupted, blinding the world.

BOOM!

When everyone’s vision was back, they saw the Soul Hooking Terror Devil sent flying by a kick from Long Chen. As for its sickle covered in blue flames, it was in Long Chen’s hand.

Long Chen then threw the sickle directly toward Mo Nian, who caught it with delight. “Hahaha, many thanks!”

“What do you want this thing for?”

“Hehe, you don’t know, do you? With this thing and some other adornments, I can go mess around in hell. Perhaps there are some great tombs in hell as well.” Mo Nian laughed, putting away the sickle with a pleased expression.

Having lost the sickle, the Soul Hooking Terror Devil began to attack Long Chen with its claws.

“Why isn’t...