The sea of fire stopped without any warning; one moment it was a towering sea of fire, the next there wasn't even a spark left.
"God of Slaughter, how majestic!" At this moment, a leisurely voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, and a figure abruptly appeared in the air.
This was a very old Half-Beastman, strikingly different from the usual tall and strong Half-Beastmen, with a thin and frail body, a hunched back, draped in a cloak, revealing arms that were skin and bones.
He leaned on a cane, his face covered in deep wrinkles, silver hair cascading down his back, looking like an ordinary, decrepit old man.
However, this old man exuded a profound and steady aura; the Half-Beast Players had barely escaped, yet he had appeared here voluntarily, speaking to Huang Yi with such composure, apparently of no small standing.
Moreover, the moment he appeared, the sea of fire was instantly extinguished, almost certainly his doing.
