Zi!

  Lightning began to appear.

  The Eighth Prince descended from the sky and brandished his halberd, summoning a bolt of lightning.

  “Ten Thousand Great Thunderbolts.”


  Boom!

  The halberd slashed through a Human Immortal from the Devil Race.

  Splash!

  Thunder exploded.

  He managed to kill the Human Immortal.

  At this moment, the leader of the party from the Devil Race extended his palm and struck out.

  The Eighth Prince did not take the attack head-on and retreated.

  Bang!

  The power of this palm forced the Eighth Prince back.

  “Tsk tsk, look, I don’t think you can keep us here.”


  After the Eighth Prince steadied himself, he carried the halberd and smiled at the rest of the party from the Devil Race.

  Late-stage True Immortal.

  However, the other party didn’t feel that strong. This late-stage True Immortal was a bit strange.

  He could fight the other party.

  Yan Xiyun dodged to the side. She did not follow the Eighth Prince into the sky.

  It was easy to die in the sky. She would be safe as long as she was in contact with the ground.

  She planned to flee as soon as she saw an opportunity.

  “Dragon Race, Eighth Prince?” The late-stage True Immortal devil frowned at Ao Man.

  The Dragon Race had actually involved themselves in this affair.

  And…


  There was also someone from the Qilin Race.

  There were people from many races around Kunlun.

  “Heard of me? Then do you think you can keep me?

  The Underground’s Devil Race doesn’t seem like much.” The Eighth Prince looked at the two remaining devils and was looking for an opportunity.

  As long as the time was right, he would take action and kill another Human Immortal. This way, he could fight the late stage True Immortal one on one.

  He would then have a higher chance of winning.

  “I heard from the demons that the Eighth Prince is someone born as an innate immortal. Although you are not strong, you seem to be quite good at escaping.

  Eighth Prince, do you think you can escape from our hands?” asked the late-stage True Immortal devil.

  He did not care about the Human Immortal who had just been killed.

  It was as if life and death were just part and parcel of life

  “Then let’s give it a try? I’ll try to run away?” Lightning appeared on the Eighth Prince’s body as if he could escape at any time.

  “The Eighth Prince can—”


  Boom!

  Before the member from the Devil Race could finish his sentence, the Eighth Prince’s lightning struck.

  The earth began to rumble with thunder.

  The figure of the Eighth Prince was like a bolt of lightning that struck the last Human Immortal devil.

  Bang!

  That Human Immortal was sent flying, his body submerged in lightning.

  He, who had intended to resist, began to be torn apart by the lightning.

  Without any sound, the last Human Immortal devil fell to the ground.

  His fate was unknown.

  The Eighth Prince stood high in the sky once again. He looked at the late-stage True Immortal Underworld Devil and said.

  “Actually, I’m very curious. Are you also here for the entrance to the Netherworld? Why are all of you interested in this entrance? ”


  “There are always some people who need this type of thing. Moreover, the great wastelands are already chaotic to begin with, so taking control of it isn’t much.

  And Kunlun is moving too fast and too far. No one knows of Kunlun’s background. If something went wrong at the entrance to the Netherworld, it would also impede Kunlun.

  Not to mention us devils. You dragons would also be happy to see this happen.” The late-stage True Immortal devil looked at the Eighth Prince and did not attack immediately.

  “I believe half of what you said. Everyone hopes that something will go wrong at the entrance to the Netherworld. However, it is impossible for the Devil Race to help others scout ahead. If the benefits of approaching this place are insufficient, why would you people act recklessly?

  The adult world is complicated. How can it be as simple as you say? “The Eighth Prince naturally did not believe this person.

  His mother had made many moves on his sister with all sorts of motives.

  He had been sent to Kunlun for a challenge for all sorts of reasons as well.

  Was it even possible that the Devil Race merely wanted to tie down Kunlun?

  No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible. His mother’s and the others’ motives were all beneficial to the Dragon Race.

  “Of course there are benefits, but it’s best if the Eighth Prince doesn’t know.

  Of course…


  It doesn’t matter since you are about to die.” The late-stage True Immortal devil reached out his hand.

  It was as if he wanted to kill the Eighth Prince with one hand.

  In the face of the other party’s hand, the Eighth Prince showed no signs of fear.

  He had no intention of escaping.

  He wanted to see if he could capture this person and bring him back to Kunlun.

  This way, his mission would be completed. He shouldn’t need to do anything for the time being.

  However, when he summoned the lightning to attack, he was suddenly stunned.

  Then, his pupils constricted as an unbelievable power extended over.

  At this moment, he seemed to have seen a figure appear behind the devil.

  This figure was not something he could compare to.

  He was actually unable to move in front of such a figure.

  “Can you feel it?” The late-stage True Immortal of the Underground’s Devil Race looked at the Eighth Prince and asked softly.

  “In that case, are you still sure that you won’t die here?

  It would take some time for the Kunlun people to discover this place.

  However, this is enough time for me to kill you.

  You should have heard our conversation. There are no experts from the Demon Race that can enter, but we can.

  It’s a pity that you did not take those words to heart.” The late-stage True Immortal devil made a slight move.

  Crack.

  An invisible hand grabbed the Eighth Prince and grabbed him.

  At this moment, blood was flowing out of Ao Man’s mouth. Although he was flustered, he did not lose his calm.

  It would be best if he could seek help from Uncle Ao Ye.

  So what could he do?

  Many thoughts flashed through his mind before he finally recalled his brother-in-law’s words.

  His brother-in-law had said that some names would harm him, while some names could save his life.

  Who was his brother-in-law referring to?

  He could guess who it was.

  At this critical moment, the Eighth Prince did not dare to think too much and immediately opened his mouth to say that name.

  …


  …


  On the Ninth Summit.

  Netherworld Cave.

  Jiang Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

  He then looked at the three points on his Deity Position.

  At this moment, the Eighth Prince lit up and he heard the Eighth Prince saying his name and title.

  “The Eighth Prince is in danger. Does that mean he has gained something?”


  He had actually gained something in one night. The Eighth Prince was really impressive.

  However, asking for help within a single night was quite impressive as well.

  “Senior, save me!”


  The Eighth Prince’s voice echoed out.

  Jiang Lan didn’t hesitate and clicked on the Eighth Prince.

  “It’s not far. That’s good too.” As this thought flashed through his mind, he saw the Eighth Prince’s situation.

  At this moment, he saw the Eighth Prince being restrained by an invisible hand.

  The source of the hand was a faintly discernible figure.

  The moment he saw this figure, he felt a strong sense of oppression.

  It was as if he was facing off against Imperial Lord Xi He.

  Moreover, this figure gave him a very strange feeling. It was indeed very similar to him and Imperial Lord Xi He.

  The figure had the aura of a Deity Position on it.

  Was he the newly ascended Underground’s Devil Ancestor?

  He couldn’t be sure if he had the strength to fight, but he could give it a try.

  Even if he wasn’t a match for the other party, it shouldn’t be too difficult for him to take the Eighth Prince away.

  At this moment, Jiang Lan’s power began to affect the Eighth Prince.

  “Swing your halberd and begin counterattacking.”


  The Eighth Prince heard Jiang Lan’s voice.

  At that moment, the Eighth Prince, who had been imprisoned, regained his mobility.

  He held the halberd in his hand, and lightning appeared on it.

  “Naive, there is someone behind you. Do you think I do not have any?”


  At this moment, the Eighth Prince grabbed his halberd with both hands.

  He wanted to use all of his power to kill this late-stage True Immortal in one go.