Dongtian Incarcerate Monarch was very unhappy. He had turned from a victor to a loser in just a day.
They had arrived at Zhenyu City in high spirits, but all of them looked like sorry stray dogs now.
Dongtian Incarcerate Monarch was stopped just as he was about to start fleeing, which pissed him off even more. He pointed back at the black-winged Human Race returnee and said, "Who… Who are you?"
"You don't have to know that. All you need to know is that you are going to die!" As he said that, the wings behind him flapped simultaneously before an image as dark as ink instantly appeared, turning the void into a purgatory.
It was a land devoid of vitality that was filled with endless flames that came from a sea of fire. Hanging over the void was greyish river water that spread far and wide. Thousands of people armed with weapons were glaring furiously…
Twelve black scrolls enveloped Dongtian Incarcerate Monarch entirely.
