A shadowy silhouette climbed over the top, spreading across the sky with an unstoppable momentum.
The Godson of the Night Clan forcibly refines this small world, akin to swallowing it whole for those within. Such a shocking revelation was hard to accept; hearts turned cold as Divine Show Little Monk, alerted to the situation, wore a grave expression. Without hesitation, he moved swiftly, transforming into a stream of light, heading directly down to the Nine Netherworlds. He had to interrupt the Night Clan Godson before he could refine this small world, find the core of the formation, and disrupt the process. Otherwise, not only would the divine object be lost, but none of them would survive!
Yet, no matter his speed, as he dove down, the demonic qi suddenly surged upwards from the Nine Netherworlds below.
