This moment of distraction changed the entire flow of the battle. When Black Yaksha looked up once more, he saw that everything ahead of him was already blazing with hundreds of meters of flames.

These were golden netherflames that were easily a hundred meters high, and extended well into the distance. It even engulfed the entire gate of Hell. Qin Ye stood right in the heart of this sea of flames, basking in the glory of the golden flames. The spear in his hand had vanished completely, yet what was clear was that there was now a bizarre infant sitting atop his shoulder.

It wore a scarlet bib, and its skin was pale white. However, the infant had no facial features at all! Rather, there were simply three striking holes where the infant’s eyes and mouths should have been. A scarlet golden flame blazed from within the eye sockets, while the infant’s belly appeared incomparably bloated. Most of all, it was staring straight at Black Yaksha.

This was Qin Ye’s blade release!

Without hesitation, Black Yaksha immediately wrapped himself up with the hands on his back. A split second later, the infant opened his mouth. With a terrifying rumble, a silver spear immolating with golden netherflames shot straight towards Black Yaksha.

RUMBLE!!! It was an earth-shattering sound. Dust and...