Chapter 874: The Netherworld Descends Again_2
"Damn it!" the Langya Saint Lord cursed under his breath.
He feared he had caught the attention of the master of this formidable force.
One Peak Saint Lord, he wasn't too afraid of.
But a group of Peak Saint Lords, how could he not fear them?
Once entangled by one of them, he might face the perilous situation of being besieged by multiple Peak Saint Lords, and then, even if he didn't die, escape would be extremely difficult.
For a moment, the Langya Saint Lord felt extremely anxious, frantically driving the power within his body, and swiftly flying toward the edge of the grey mist.
However, the extent of this grey mist was unknown, and having flown for such a long time, he still hadn't managed to escape, sinking his mood further and further.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"