The Gratitude of the Self-Cultivators
Editor: Noodletown Translations
The over 300 remaining self-cultivators were very grateful when Qingfeng Li told them to leave first, stating that he would deal with the almighty ferocious beasts alone.
"Qingfeng Li is so much kinder than Jianhuang Zhao and others." In the mind of the self-cultivators, his status had exceeded that of Jianhuang Zhao, the previously known 'strongest' of the orthodox forces.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…
The last 300 self-cultivators rushed into the tunnel and advanced toward the first layer of Hell.
Seeing this, the Taotie roared furiously. It opened its mouth and released a sucking force, trying to suck the self-cultivators out.
"Fire River!" Qingfeng Li yelled and slashed his sword forward abruptly, creating a river of flames.
In the river there were tumbling magma and burning flames, painting the whole world a burning red.