"Ling Shaohua, don't worry, we haven't met before, and I mean no harm."
Zhao Mingcheng squinted his eyes and smiled, and in a flash, he dashed towards the Immortal Netherworld Fire without using any protective Magic Treasure.
Ling Feng raised his sword-like brows, took a step forward, and followed closely behind Zhao Mingcheng.
In the next instant, three beams of starry light suddenly rose behind Zhao Mingcheng, tightly shielding his body as he charged through the Netherworld Fire Gate.
The Immortal Netherworld Fire surged up, engulfing Zhao Mingcheng's body, but in a blink, he withstood the fire's eruption and entered the Bronze Door.
Ling Feng took a deep breath and immediately activated the Fourth-rank Swallowing Flame to cover himself, then kicked off with his legs and rushed into the door.
The Netherworld Fire and the Swallowing Flame collided and offset each other, but Ling Feng still smoothly entered the Netherworld Fire Gate.
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