At this moment, the old man and his old brother were trembling inside, fully aware that if this Nine Nether Demon Lord truly held that secret formation, their fate would be absolutely miserable, utterly miserable!
"Brother Luan Wu, why didn't you tell me earlier that the Nine Nether Demon Lord also has that kind of secret formation... this... this... what should we do now!" Juyu transmitted his voice to the old man Luan Wu, complaining to him.
"This... I truly didn't know before!" the old man replied.
At this time, everyone witnessed the Nine Nether Demon Lord's hands truly forming a mysterious handprint. Instantly, the temperature in this space suddenly dropped a few degrees, and cold winds gusted, as if the wails of fierce ghosts "woo woo" echoed throughout this space, faintly apparent, seemingly real, yet seemingly illusory.
"Hmm?"
"Oh?"
...
Suddenly, exclamations of surprise erupted from the mouths of the powerful from the Heavenly Desolation Sacred Land.
