The False Holy Fire sneered, so much power from the Demon Clan gathered within it, making it terrifyingly powerful now.
With such power, is there any fear of not being able to deal with a mere Mo Ye?
The overwhelming Yin Qi descended upon Mo Ye.
Fire Nether's heart tightened, and subconsciously looked at Ye Wu.
Ye Wu's expression was very calm.
Such a grand scene?
Isn't it perfect for declaring the arrival of the Master of Holy Fire?
Mo Ye, go.
Expose the hypocrisy and mask.
Clear the rumors and filth.
The future Master of the Demon Realm needs a perfect opening.
All forces converged; this time, the Yin Qi was indeed exceptionally massive.
Mo Ye's pupils slowly turned blood red.
Such vast power, Little Fire couldn't absorb it in time.
His sanity was truly affected.
He looked around at the people with bloodshot eyes.
Then, his gaze locked on Ye Wu.
Mo Ye's body trembled slightly.
Reason told him.
This is his most important person.
