Within that 50,000-kilometer area, black flames burned, the heat distorting everything as the fire made something like a sealing mark. The flattened lands also featured Sir Westdevil’s seven major worlds, which were organized atop each other to make a seven-layer prison.4

With that blessing, Sir Westdevil was able to unleash the most powerful manifestation of his gruish authority. It was... the Seven Prisons Heaven-Devil World.2

That world had a heaven that was the darkest black imaginable, and an earth that was boundlessly crimson. Heaven-devil fire raged, burning with utter madness as if to incinerate all prisoners within that world, destroying them in body and soul.0

Sir Westdevil sat cross-legged outside of the heaven-devil world, his motions mirrored exactly by the illusory heaven-devil projection behind him. He was severely withered, and his aura was very weak. His Heaven-Devil Transformation had obviously required him to pay a heavy price, and it was the same with the Seven Prisons Heaven-Devil World.0

However, he didn’t seem concerned about that. He was completely focused on assimilating Xu Qing. Xu Qing was so difficult to deal with that their clashes up to this point had been as effective as striking a wad of cotton.0

Xu Qing had obviously sustained numerous blows that should have seriously injured him. But his gruish transformation ability and his perverse level of speed...1