Huooo—
Qin Jun raised his right hand, as Extreme Way flames erupted from his index finger, blooming like an epiphyllum. In the dim environment, they illuminated Qin Jun's face, which remained as impassive as ever.
"Scum, before you die, is there anything you would like to say?"
Qin Jun looked down upon the Steal Moon Sect leader and asked. The leader, whose body was immobilized by the aura of Di Yanlong, was in utter agony. Di Yanlong's aura carried the corrosive power of the Netherworld and the domineering fire of the true sun. Even someone in the realm of the sage realm would find it unbearable without magic to defend against it.
The Patriarch Bodhi turned a blind eye, while Emperor Yao, Zhong Kui, and the King of Hell were lost in thought.
Could it be that the Steal Moon Sect leader once tormented Qin Jun?
From what Qin Jun said, this grudge clearly wasn't simple.
