"Old King Yan, imprisoning my soul while in my mortal form, trying to use the Demon Slaying Prison Fire to refine my essence! Haha - I don't know how you came up with this idea! But anyway, I still need to thank you! It was you who awakened my inheritance in the Demon Slaying Prison Fire, and the Prison Fire Stick in my hand was also formed by the Demon Slaying Prison Fire! Even the Semi-Saint Nihility Body took shape within the flames! So, should I seek revenge on you, or thank you?"
Standing on the platform in the Yama Hall.
Qin Fan laughed wildly, holding the stick.
With those words.
He swung the Prison Fire Stick in his hand forward!
Boom-!
The raging Prison Flames were flung from the stick.
Where the stick swung.
It shattered into pieces, burning into a giant crater.
The Yama Hall, a symbol of supreme power and dignity to the ghouls and spirits, under the repeated swings of the stick.
Crisscrossed into a scene of disastrous pits.
