Six Holy Light Stars shimmered within the Netherworld Space, like a needle prodding the divine spirit of Yin.
The Netherworld Space shuddered violently and all the Holy Light Stars exploded simultaneously.
Instantly, another six Holy Light Stars emerged.
"Little fellow, what is your association with the Holy Light Empire? You handle the Holy Light Chaotic Array with such ease," Ling's voice echoed.
"Senior, I have modest proficiency in the Holy Light Path."
"Holy Light, Saint Sun, Sunfire, Sky Sun...you're skilled in all."
Next, six different types of Holy Light Stars arose.
In the depths of the Netherworld Space, the ghost face seemed to grow increasingly grim.
Yin realized, unexpectedly, that he could not control this diminutive Great Saint in front of him.
"Little fellow, be careful. This bastard is truly enraged."
The moment Ling's words came to an end, countless Netherworld Beasts manifested within the Netherworld Space and began devouring everything.
