Chapter 5720 Vermilion Demon Lord Thrilled
- Beneath that light, the patriarch of Skyfiend Sect felt smaller than a mite staring up at a sky-piercing pillar.
- No—smaller than dust. The gulf between their essences was absolute.
- His soul-body, forged by ten millennia of forbidden rites, sizzled beneath the brilliance, melting like frost at noon.