Strong!
So strong!
In this hell, there's actually such a powerful force!
Lan Song took a deep breath and looked up at the sky...
With just one glance, he could no longer take his eyes off...
In the void, as if torn apart, a man stood mid-air, wearing purple clothes swaying, surrounded by a faint purple aura, and a powerful suction seemed to pull the air from the entire sky around him.
Even though the man's face was covered with a mask, preventing others from seeing his full appearance, just from the sinister and noble aura alone, one could imagine the ethereal, unparalleled visage hidden beneath that mask.
Wait!
Mask?
Lan Song's eyes widened abruptly, his whole body starting to tremble...
"Silver mask, purple eyes, stronger than Great Commander Sun Yao, could he be... this, how is this possible? How could someone so noble appear here?"
A long time ago, there was a legend in hell.
