บท 988: Heaven's Divine Seal

In the air above the Escort Platform, Zong Teng clasped his hands behind his back and stood, his eyes staring calmly at Nine Nether, who was amid a sea of purple flames. He then glanced at Mu Chen, who was standing as still as a stone on the ground below.

He then said nonchalantly, "The Nine Netherbird Clan's appetite is too grand! Is your intention to occupy the Escort Platforms in two separate places?"

Nine Nether's beautiful eyes glanced coldly at him, as she retorted, "So what if it is?"

In Zong Teng's eyes, dots of golden light were emerging, and his gaze became extremely sharp. His icy glance was like a sword that could slice right through a person!

"How foolish of you to court your own death."