153. The Ice Master Blushing? What a Rare Sight!

"Just when I was wondering where to find you, you all came straight to me!"

The Thunder Master’s face bore a stern and unsmiling expression, exuding an extremely intimidating and icy aura.

"Tch, with just you? You’re not enough to fight us!" the Second King sneered coldly in response.

"Seeking death!" the Thunder Master snorted, and lightning erupted from his body. A bolt of thunder shot out from his palm, striking the Second King squarely.

Thanks to the protection of the Devil Emperor’s Armor, the attack didn’t cause any fatal injuries.

Not wasting time, the Thunder Master turned his assault toward the other demonic generals. His formidable lightning power instantly obliterated dozens of them.

Seeing this, the Second King ground his teeth in rage, eyes burning with killing intent.

"You’re dead!"

"Your strength may be on par with mine, but why don’t you call that guy from the Chaotic Tower? Or perhaps the Ice Master? Oh, right, the Ice Master hasn’t fully awakened yet, has she?"

"Seems like the Devil Prison has us well-figured-out. But since you’re here, I’ll deal with you first!"

The Thunder Master’s figure surged with lightning arcs, and his violent aura skyrocketed. He charged at the Second King, their battle instantly plunging into a fierce exchange.

While the two were evenly matched, the sheer number of enemies from the Devil Prison quickly tilted the scales. Soon, other lords, including the Seventh King, joined the fray, surrounding the Thunder Master.

The Thunder Master fell into a disadvantage, blood trickling from his mouth. "Damn it! If it weren’t for your numbers, I wouldn’t fear you at all!"

"Thunder Master, you’re going down today!" The Second King smirked, his hand shrouded in black energy, as he prepared to deliver a finishing blow.

Just as the situation seemed dire, the air before them twisted violently. A terrifying black energy surged from the distorted space, effortlessly neutralizing the incoming attack.

A familiar aura caused the Second King's face to darken. "You..."

"Fourth Senior Sister!" The Thunder Master exclaimed with joy.

"Little Thunder, can’t you even handle them?" A calm voice rang out as two figures, one black and one white, emerged from the warped space. It was none other than the Dark Master and Chen Xuan.

Seeing Chen Xuan, the Second and Seventh King scowled in unison.

"Chen Xuan! You again!"

"Long time no see," Chen Xuan smiled lightly. By now, he ranked among the top three on the Devil Prison's kill-on-sight list. Despite their countless attempts, they’d failed to eliminate him, much to their frustration.

As the battle raged on, Chen Xuan demonstrated astonishing growth. His mastery of ancestral symbols and his indomitable spirit turned the tide, even against formidable foes.

Soon, reinforcements arrived: the Ice Master, Flame Master, and Chaos Master joined the battlefield, their presence dramatically altering the situation.

When the Ice Master appeared, her frosty aura turned the battlefield into an icy domain. Even the cocky devils couldn’t help but shiver in her presence. Yet, when Chen Xuan stepped up to protect her, a faint blush appeared on her usually stoic face.

"Did... did the Ice Master just blush? How amusing!"

Chen Xuan chuckled, stepping forward with a gleam in his eyes. "Let me test his strength."

The battle had only just begun.