When Engineer Xiong caught sight of the Netherworld's Nether Fire, he didn't even entertain the thought of resisting.
It wasn't that Engineer Xiong was unwilling to fight back, he was acutely aware that it was futile.
He had heard of Mo Lin's exploits.
A person who even the Great Spirit Mountain feared was someone Engineer Xiong could not afford to provoke.
Lu Zhan looked at Engineer Xiong in surprise; it was the first time he'd seen him so disheveled.
The once-arrogant heir of the Xiong Family was now as meek as a dog in front of Mo Lin, with no ability to resist whatsoever.
Mo Lin raised his hand, and the purple Netherworld's Nether Fire cascaded down like a waterfall.
The entire Xiong Family, everyone within, was engulfed by this purple flame.
In an instant, agonizing screams pierced the air.
Engineer Xiong struggled in the Sea of Fire, trying in vain to extinguish the flames on his body.
