"Next, it's your turn!"
A deep, cold voice emerged from Ling Xiao's lips.
So confident, so arrogant.
Yet filled with terrifying oppression.
The first to bear the brunt was the Volcanic King, who, because of this sentence, suddenly felt his whole being tensed up.
It was as if a great mountain was pressing upon his body.
Ling Xiao killed his son, the Volcanic Crown Prince.
And now he was coming to kill him too.
This guy actually dared to act against him; after all, he was the Volcanic King.
Unfortunately, this was not the Volcano Kingdom, but the Eight Immortals Kingdom, Ling Xiao's territory.
"Come on!"
The Volcanic King would not back down; he was a king, a noble king!
As the sound echoed, his aura surged dramatically, terrifying killing intent instantly spreading throughout the valley.
"Fourth Prince, who will win?"
The remnants of the Chen Royal Family inquired of the leading Fourth Prince.
They could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from the Volcanic King.
