Emperor Yue's gaze swept over the figure wreathed in fire, rings of flames encircling all around, making the entire person as dazzling as the blazing sun. The surging waves of flame crashed in front of Emperor Yue, and although they were blocked by the domineering dragon aura on Emperor Yue's body, he still sensed the threat from the human opposite him.
This overwhelming aura was something he had only felt from his father, the Candle Dragon Demon Emperor, and no one else.
Emperor Yue's lips curled into a cold smile, and he looked intently at Li Feng, "Just you?"
"A mere human cultivator."
There was a trace of innate disdain in Emperor Yue's voice. As a descendant of the Candle Dragon Demon Emperor, Emperor Yue was above all demons in the Demon Country, second only to his father.
"I will say it again, no matter how many times you come, I will blast you apart."
Li Feng's lips curled up.
"Then let's see who blasts whom apart."
