"Boss, look above your head!" Fatty was the first to notice the change in the Netherworld Demon Flame.
Hearing this, the Wolf King and Lu Hong looked up.
"What's going on?" the Wolf King exclaimed, his eyes wide.
"Huh?" Qin Feiyang glanced at them, puzzled. What's got them so worked up?
However, when he finally looked up and saw the Netherworld Demon Flame's transformation, his pupils contracted slightly. What's happening? I haven't reactivated the Netherworld Demon Flame!
WHOOSH! Suddenly, wisps of black flame shot violently toward Qin Feiyang.
A rebellion? Qin Feiyang paused, his gaze abruptly turning cold. With a mere thought, the black flames vanished into thin air. The revived Netherworld Demon Flame returned to normal.
The Wolf King sidled up to him. "Xiao Qinzi, what happened?" he asked curiously.
"I don't know either." Qin Feiyang shook his head. He temporarily set down the iron box, extended his arm, and the Netherworld Demon Flame settled onto his palm.
