Plop...
Around twenty men dressed in black clothing, with black wings, knelt on one knee around the mountain peaks. Even the two four-winged experts knelt on one knee, respectfully saying in unison, "Welcome Ninth Prince from seclusion."
"Congratulations to the Ninth Prince for acquiring the Ghostly Compassionate Netherfire."
"Haha, rise now."
The Ninth Prince laughed, his handsome face showing extreme aloofness, and his dark golden eyes emitted a sharp light.
"Ninth Prince, have you really acquired the Ghostly Compassionate Netherfire?"
A man with four wings behind him stood up and cautiously asked.
The Ninth Prince didn't speak. He stretched out his right palm, and a searing flame suddenly appeared in his palm. The flame's color was like black and also like cyan, possessing a soul-attracting charm, exuding a power that made one's heart palpitate.
"It really is the Ghostly Compassionate Netherfire."
