Song Jian sensed a mass of energy rapidly approaching beneath his feet. Looking down, he saw a streak of dark purple flame soaring into the sky, quickly lunging towards him.
With a slight frown, Song Jian snorted coldly and spread his Chaotic Heavenly Wings behind him. His figure, like lightning, dashed towards the exit overhead, which seemed no larger than the mouth of a bowl.
Just as Song Jian flew out of the underground structure, a handsome man dressed in a long purple-black robe followed suit.
The Evil Fire Phoenix Nuo Stan flew into midair and stared at the Death God statue at the cave entrance for a long time. His face took on an increasingly stern expression.
"Hmph, a mere Death God worthy of worship?" Nuo Stan scoffed with a cold laugh, lifting his right hand as a mass of dark purple-black flame ignited fiercely in his palm.