King of Nine Profoun

Ye Fusheng was still sitting cross-legged, looking down at the record with a calm expression.,Just watch, the breath of the King Yama dissipated once again like smoke. The protective shield, imbued with a faint glow, remained motionless, not even its brilliance dimming in the slightest.,Ye Fu Sheng seemed to think of something, vaguely remembering catching a dark angel named Milia back then. He had left her behind to find out how to enter the upper realm, but from her, he learned that dark angels fought demons because of treasures!。