C645 The Great War of the Netherworld(8)

Wrath Nether King raised his blood palm high up into the air. The blood mist once again surged towards Ye Faang.

Ye Fang was at the critical moment of his cultivation. Although he was crystal clear about Wrath Nether King's actions, the blood mist in his body was attacking the Primordial Spirit on a large scale, and the Black Essence was gathering from all directions in his meridians