Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 2129 - 2118: Entering the Passage

The monsters closest to the passage were the weakest ones, and the vast majority were at the Peak of True Origin.Then came those with Aerial Mastery, Heavenly Gang… there were even no shortage of Primordial Spirit Realm existences.

Looking at these monsters radiating Spiritual Energy, from their armor and the way they stood in separate formations, Ning Fan could tell they were the commanders of the Crimson Flame Demon Army.

All of these commanders had colossal bodies, standing as tall as small mountains, and they looked even more ferocious.

Each of them was grabbing up the monsters beside them one-handed and stuffing them into their mouths.

"The stronger they are, the bigger they get, and the uglier they look."

Ning Fan turned his gaze to the ugliest one; it was impossible not to notice him.

This monster, over twenty meters tall with green shoots and Fangs, looked exactly the same as the Netherworld Monarch's avatar he had seen before.

"So this should be the true body."

At this moment, that Netherworld Monarch was like a starving ghost reincarnated; his giant hand reached forward, casually grabbing over a dozen monsters and shoving them into his mouth.

As the leader of an army, with officers and commanders all being this kind of brutal bastard, the other monsters naturally weren't any better; they were also devouring their own kind in big mouthfuls.

The food chain of these monsters seemed to be maintained entirely by strength.

The monsters grabbed as food showed no intention of resisting, allowing their stronger kin to eat them.

But the strange thing was, the ranks didn't fall into chaos at all, even though the scene of eating their own kind could be seen everywhere.

The monsters still alive continued to surge toward the passage.

"What a freak of a race."

While Ning Fan was complaining, he noticed something off.

Ever since he entered this space, he hadn't felt the presence of any suction.

"Weird. The Power of Laws hasn't been fully refined yet, so why am I not affected by the true body?"

Ning Fan looked in confusion at that over-twenty-meter-tall Demon God; this genuine Divine Spirit seemed unaware of his arrival and was still happily eating away.

Not only the Netherworld Monarch, even the monsters beside Ning Fan seemed as if they couldn't see him, choosing to detour around him.

"The spatial passage is still there?"

Thinking of this, Ning Fan couldn't help but look back, and finally let out a breath of relief.

The passage that had originally been two meters in diameter had already shrunk by half, and was still shrinking.

The monsters squeezing into the passage were turned into blood mist and vanished the moment they neared the opening.

"The spatial passage is about to close."

Ning Fan withdrew his gaze and began to consider his situation.

Right now, the most important thing was to escape from here first.

With the Netherworld Monarch sitting here in person, Ning Fan didn't dare brazenly fly with Aerial Mastery.

Even though he believed in his Battle Armor's defensive power, the other party was a True God after all.

If he waited until the spatial passage completely vanished and the Crimson Flame Demon Army dispersed, then secretly slipped out with the crowd, that would naturally be the best plan.

Thinking of this, Ning Fan restrained his aura, and even quietly put his Battle Armor away into the Holy Sword Space, afraid that any fluctuation of Holy Power would draw the Netherworld Monarch's gaze.

Just then, bursts of commotion came from behind Ning Fan.

Those low-level cannon-fodder grunts fell in large swaths.

"How did Vivian get in here."

Sensing that familiar aura, Ning Fan grew anxious.

Because all those commanders with Spiritual Energy fluctuations had turned their gazes over, and even the Netherworld Monarch's chewing paused for a brief moment.

The pause lasted only a second or two, but Ning Fan knew very clearly that the Netherworld Monarch's attention had already been drawn over.

"What did she come in for!"

Though he was worried about her, Ning Fan still couldn't help complaining about Vivian's recklessness.

"Go to hell."

Hearing that deafening roar, Ning Fan's eyes widened as he looked at the black giant dragon towering like a small mountain.

"Where did she get the Divine Power to restore her dragon form?"

Back when Vivian transformed into human form, she could never turn back unless she had Divine Power to support it.

Now that she had turned back into a giant dragon, Vivian's gaping dragon maw was like a flamethrower.

Those low-level grunts couldn't even hold for a second before turning to ash.

In just that brief instant, at least a thousand grunts vanished.

But compared to the boundless Crimson Flame Demon Army, Vivian's effort was almost nothing, and instead she stirred up a lot of trouble.

A monster clad in armor, with blood-red skin and eyes like raging flames, charged toward her.

All the monsters blocking its way were smashed into clouds of blood mist by this creature.

Very soon, the two monsters were grappling together, and countless green-skinned freaks died miserably around them.

Seeing the Netherworld Monarch abandon his meal and watch the scene with interest, Ning Fan's scalp went numb. "How is she still this stubborn."

Right then, an angry roar echoed through this dark space.

"Who, who was it that killed this king's avatar!"

"Huh! How did the Power of Laws get refined so fast."

Ning Fan stared blankly at his own body.

From the time he entered the Netherworld Space until now, only a few minutes had passed.

And just a moment ago, the Light of Life had finished devouring.

"Despicable human, I've found you."

Just as Ning Fan was about to tell Vivian to run, the dark space suddenly turned blazing bright, and the source of the light was the spatial passage.

"You've got to be kidding me!"

Looking at the spatial tunnel that was now twice as big as before, Ning Fan couldn't care about anything else and hurriedly asked, "Vivian, didn't you say the spatial passage would disappear?"

Ning Fan had "sacrificed" himself, willingly coming to the Netherworld Nation precisely in hopes of cutting off the passage between the Netherworld Nation and the Origin Ten Worlds.

Now the spatial passage not only hadn't disappeared, it had become twice as large as before. If this wasn't a scam, what was it.

The consequence of Ning Fan's shout was that he drew the attention of the monsters around him.

"Human! There's another human here."

With one monster's shout, the remaining monsters all looked as if they had spotted a delicious feast and swarmed toward him in a frenzy.

"Kill him."

"Eat him."

"Human flesh and blood are just too delicious; once you've tasted it, you'll never forget."

...

Seeing the monsters surging toward him, Ning Fan had no intention of being polite.

"Storms from Eight Directions Gather in Central State!"

Ning Fan wielded the holy sword in his hand like a狂刀, hacking outward eight times in a row.

His strikes were as fast as lightning, the eight slashes seemed to appear at the same time, and the light of the Holy Force Slash converged into a white sphere.

Next, Ning Fan, standing at the center of the white sphere, was like a lotus in full bloom.

The sphere suddenly exploded and split into eight streaks of white light, which then shot out in all directions.

Each streak of white light harvested lives like cutting wheat, carving out a blood path over ten meters long.

Any Crimson Flame Demon Army soldier within the range of the white light was cleaved cleanly in two.

When the white light finally dissipated, within ten meters around Ning Fan, a vacuum zone had formed.

But in the very next second, that empty zone was filled again by those fearless, death-defying Crimson Flame Demon Army troops.