The ancient Vermilion Bird furrowed her brow and gave the Lord of the Netherworld a deep look, saying, "Do you know me?"
The Lord of the Netherworld nodded repeatedly: "Years ago near Shengyan Lake, you once saved me. At that time, I was injured, and if you hadn't torn open space, I might have died on Pilgrimage Mountain."
The ancient Vermilion Bird's brows relaxed, and suddenly she thought of something, realizing, "So you were that person back then; it seems everything is destined."
After saying this, she gave Ren Feifan a thoughtful glance, pondering something unknown.
Ren Feifan also wanted the Lord of the Netherworld and everyone to stop kneeling, so he waved his arm and said, "Everyone, stand up."
"Yes, Demon Lord!"
"Yes, Demon Lord!"
Numerous citizens of the Ninth Nether stood up!
At this moment, the killing intent erupted! The momentum was overwhelming!
The atmosphere completely changed!
