When the three ominous words were spat out from Zhu Ming's mouth.
Endless energy surged violently.
A dark and large seal formed above Zhu Ming's head.
Terrifying!
Frightening!
"Deacon Zhu has unleashed his ultimate move!"
"It was about time!"
"I've heard that Deacon Zhu once used this move to severely wound a Three-star Dao King, thereby slaying that Three-star Dao King, and that was two years ago."
"Two years later, Deacon Zhu's mastery of this move must be even stronger."
"Even if it can't kill him, it can turn the tide and secure the upper hand!"
...
Seeing Zhu Ming perform the Netherworld Seal.
The three Dragon Pattern Deacons grew excited.
They each had high hopes for Zhu Ming's move.
In fact.
The moment the Netherworld Seal appeared.
That terrifying aura already enveloped the entire firmament.
Qin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
As he looked at that terrifying large seal, he could feel the immense strength contained within it.
Netherworld Seal!
