The group was speechless for a moment, but silently raised their power by one level.

Xia Xiang handed her unlucky grandfather a glass of iced cola, saying, "You don't know me. I can even hurt my own grandfather. What are you, my second uncle whom I've never met, compared to me?"

"Cough cough," Yehenara Xiong Ba choked directly, "I'm still here, can't you say less?"

"I didn't say anything wrong," Xia Xiang rolled her eyes at him.

"Yehenara Xiongba, don't you feel any remorse at all!" Yesiti found another chance to catch his breath and began to speak about Yehenara Xiongba.

"No," Yehenara Xiongba said coldly. "You were just unlucky. If you had been better off, it might have been Ye Sireng who was sent away."

Upon hearing this, Ye Siti flew into a rage, and a large amount of demonic energy surged outwards.

"If you can't defeat him, all of you go to Rock Valley to cultivate for a month." Xia Xiang said casually as she saw her weak junior brothers struggling more and more.

"Ah!" These people were quite critical of Xia Xiang's threatening methods, so they vented their emotions on Ye Siti, making it even harder for Ye Siti to cope.

Xia Xiang was their senior sister and one of the captains appointed by the elders. The others were all on the battlefield with their previous senior brothers, but they followed Xia Xiang back to the Iron Dimension.

"Hmm, not bad," Xia Xiang nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Siti gradually lost ground and was about to be subdued when, at the critical moment, a powerful energy attacked Xia Xiang's barrier.

"Here it comes!" Xia Xiang teleported forward and saw Yehenara Xiongfeng, whose demonic energy was abundant.

Yehenara Xiongba glanced at him, pursed his lips, and continued drinking his iced cola without getting up.

Xia Xiang didn't care what he was doing out there, and went straight for the big guns.

This kind can be killed.

Yehenara Xiongfeng had not expected that this person would use such a powerful move right away, but he really did not have the ability to resist, so he could only reveal his trump card.

He muttered obscure demonic words, summoning the power of Diablo, the Demon Lord.

"You take those two and retreat," Xia Xiang blocked Yehenara Xiongfeng's path, urging her junior brothers to leave quickly.

"But how could you possibly defeat him by yourself?" Junior Brother A asked worriedly.

Although this annoying senior sister is really annoying, they are a loving group and can't just abandon her.

"With your skills, don't stay here and drag us down. Contact Ji'an for backup." Xia Xiang had already drawn the longsword from the Xinyi Bow. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go."

"Senior Brother Ji'an is on the battlefield, isn't this a waste of time?" Junior Brother Yi muttered.

Xia Xiang: Hey, we've been found out. We let them go on purpose.

The Demon Lord's power has arrived; leaving them behind would only be a burden, as they would have to be distracted by saving them.

"Stop babbling! I order you to retreat immediately!" Xia Xiang said sternly.

"Yes," the group said, and then left with the unconscious Yesti and the powerless Yehenara Xiongba.

Yehenara Xiongfeng mumbled a lot of words in the demonic language, and Xia Xiang rushed up impatiently.

"I don't understand," Xia Xiang said, thrusting her sharp sword toward his neck.

Although she knew the demonic language, she had no patience to listen to others. Since she was on someone else's turf, she had to speak in a way that others could understand; who had the patience to listen to his rambling nonsense?

"Xia Xiang, long time no see," Yehenara Xiongfeng said with a sinister grin.

"Don't talk nonsense. I've never seen you, nor have I ever seen him." Xia Xiang kept moving her hands, and occasionally used some supernatural spells to interfere with him.