Qinguang King stood atop the firmament, his form constantly pressured toward the earth.
The threat of countless Netherworld supernatural beings and the suppression of the Primal Chaos Nifty Pagoda nearly made him feel a suffocating pressure.
Had it not been for the damaged Karmic Mirror still sheltering him in his hand, the suppression from the Nifty Pagoda alone would have been enough to shake his Spirit Soul.
Qinguang King held the Karmic Mirror, his expression fluctuating between dark and light.
At this moment, if he chose to return to the kingdom of Hell, the Emperor of Fengdu would be unable to stop him with the protection of the Karmic Mirror.
Furthermore, by returning in time, the damaged foundation of the Karmic Mirror could be replenished promptly, and recovering to Peak Stage would not be difficult.
But...
"Do I really have to flee back to the kingdom of Hell in such a dismal manner?"
A brutal, blood-red light flashed in Qinguang King's eyes.
He was not reconciled!
