The hollow pupils were illuminated by the nothingness of the Flame Light.
It was as if, just as one swung up a blade and kicked open the door of an enemy's house to seek vengeance,
Behind that door in the hall, amidst the boundless inferno of Hell's Fierce Flames, countless faces of suffering, malice, and despair turned their gaze outward.
Holy shit...
Sorry for the intrusion.
Fuck this, I'm out!
The terrified residual spirit violently disturbed the air, and in an instant, it wanted to flee, but before it could escape, it was grabbed by a tattoo-covered hand.
Impossible, unable to break free?!
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Seeing his prey about to escape, Ji Jue roared with fury, "Get back here!"
This was pure spiritual material!
