At the edge of the Netherworld.
At where Jiang Lan's mind was.
This place was burning with flames.
Jiang Lan stood in the center of the flames, not taking the initiative to attack.
Instead, he quietly watched these people burn in purgatory.
Watching them struggle.
He felt no pity and no pleasure.
He just watched on.
This was just a method to destroy the enemy.
To him, this was the most advantageous method.
"Human, can you feel it?" This time, it was another woman's shadow.
"Using strength here will exhaust your mind. As a human, how long can you last?
But we are different. We have relied on the aura of the Netherworld to gain a foothold in this unique place.
Any Netherworld Aura that spills out will become our power. We don't even need to attack to break your defensive line."
Jiang Lan looked at her and didn't attack.
Instead, he closed his eyes.
