One Strike to Kill!

From the nether energy that had created the array, more and more figures emerged. The others were shocked at seeing this scene. The Nether King stood in the middle of the array, with nether energy twirling around him.

It seemed that there were black lightning bolts collapsing and flashing.

"It's… What is that?" Nangong Wuque gawked in suspicion as he was completely puzzled.

He saw the man get covered in dark energy as though he was about to be pulled into Hell. He was so bewildered.

"Is he the man who used to chat and eat Old Bu's dishes with me? Is he our Little Ha who sucked the Chili Strips every day? Little Ha doesn't look like that!"

Nether King stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He looked so tall and majestic. The nether energy twirled around him, giving him the true look of the King of the Netherworld.

Nether King's eyes moved to the imposing figures standing on the formation, letting out a light sigh.