"So confident?"
The Snake King and the Chrysanthemum King looked ecstatic.
After several days of agonizing waiting, the seeds of hatred in their hearts had sprouted and grown into a towering tree.
The Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame deep underground was simply too terrifying. They had already tried to descend several times, but all their attempts ended in failure. Otherwise, they would have long since thrown caution to the wind, found Hong Yu, and slaughtered him.
Now that Tan Tianhuo and the Fire-Devouring King had finally arrived, they were actually still a little worried.
They feared that even these two would be unable to handle the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame.
Only now could they finally breathe a sigh of relief.
