Power of Saint

Although the youth wanted to kill Qingfeng, he couldn't leave the gate in the sky, because once he went too far, his body and mind would be greatly damaged and he wouldn't be able to return to his world. 

The Crimson Fire Monarch bowed towards the youth in the void, as he said, "Don't worry, your highness, I will kill Qingfeng now. I'll rip off his skin and make a leather whip out of him." 

The Crimson Fire Monarch hated Qingfeng more than anything, he wanted to kill Qingfeng more than anything, and now with the young messenger's words, he would no longer hold back.

He stood on top of the Mountain peak, as he coldly looked at Qingfeng beneath him, and then he raised his right index finger to form a massive heavenly finger.