All of a sudden, the Honor Demon got furious. A cloud of dark qi started to rise around him. In a savage voice, he shouted and said, "F*ck!"
"Ye Xiao, I want to kill you! I want your body! Your spiritual power! Your soul! I will lock your spiritual soul for tens of thousands of years, and I will burn it every day with the great demonic fire! I am going to torture you! You f*cking son of a b*tch! How dare you ruin my great plan…"
Boom!—with a cracking sound, a whirlwind flew up from nowhere and then something rushed out immediately.
Somewhere far away in the sky, suddenly the clouds started to surge.
All the people in the world, whoever heard the man's angry shout, strong or weak, all trembled because of fear.
That moment, they felt like they just went through a huge graveyard and got blown by a chilling creepy wind.
The Dark Robe Honor Demon was watching the sixty-three men who kept the nine altars running. He was watching them secretly.
