Beneath the shadow of the mountain phantom bound in ice and flames.

Xu Jian’s eyes flashed. He calmly grabbed hold of Xu Wenze and fluttered backwards.

Beneath the fluttering black robes, dark red eyes swept outwards. The figure sneered repeatedly as he said, “Cangwu, if you don’t move now, those little things inside might escape.”

The evil hell spirit clenched his fists, anxiousness in his eyes. He didn’t hope that Qin Yu would be able to flee this land.

If that happened, then unless there was a great change in the world, he would never be able to achieve his revenge!

The decayed corpse furrowed his eyebrows before composing himself. After restoring himself to almost his original appearance, he regained an atmosphere of dignity and regality around him.

The angle of his eyebrows changed a little. Space seemed to calm down, as if it were suppressed.

Then, he lifted a hand and thrust forward!

Since he said that the two little...