How could the Netherworld Fire appear here! This is impossible! This is fake! Absolutely fake!
The Netherworld Fire
It can burn all things in the world. No matter what it is, it will turn to ash upon contact, without exception!
Especially the soul. As long as it gets within two meters, its power will incinerate the soul, leaving it with no chance of reincarnation.
The transmigration girl looked at the Netherworld Fire in Ming Li’s hand, her face full of disbelief. Who are you! Why can you control the Netherworld Fire!
Even high-level cultivators would be reduced to nothing but dust by it, let alone ordinary people.
Ming Li glanced indifferently at the transmigration girl, her beautiful lips curving into a perfect arc. She spoke, "You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that if you don't tell me An Li's whereabouts soon, I can make you vanish into thin air!"
In the space, the system covered its face. "Host! How about we change your self-address? 'Laoxi' and 'laoxi' repeatedly, it's too damaging to your image."
"Or is it that this body is concealing your silly nature?"
The transmigration girl suddenly began to doubt if Ming Li was actually holding the Netherworld Fire.
She suddenly remembered that from ancient times to the present, no one had ever been able to control the Netherworld Fire because anyone who approached it was incinerated into dust. How was the woman in front of her controlling it?
Therefore, the Netherworld Fire in this woman's hand was most likely fake.
Heh!
Thinking of this, the transmigration girl suddenly let out a cold laugh.
System: "......What the hell are you laughing at! Foolish woman, you know nothing of the Great One’s power!"
The transmigration girl raised her eyes and looked at Ming Li with eyes that she believed saw through everything. The corner of her mouth curved into a mocking arc, and she spoke, "Heh! Do you think you can fool me with some petty tricks?! Too naive! Do you take me for an idiot? Do you think I would believe that the Netherworld Fire in your hand is real? That's impossible! No one in the world can approach the Netherworld Fire. Where did you get this Netherworld Fire? Heh heh!"
Ming Li raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised. It seemed this transmigration girl had some brains after all! She knew that no one could get close to the Netherworld Fire.
Thinking of this, Ming Li's lips curled slightly.
But this time, she was afraid the transmigration girl would be disappointed. Could a mere Netherworld Fire trouble a Great One? That's perhaps too naive?
Ming Li glanced at the transmigration girl, who was laughing presumptuously, and asked, "You say it's fake? Do you have proof?"
The transmigration girl's gaze was mocking, and her tone was condescending as she spoke, "Proof?! It's fake to begin with, why would I need proof? It's utterly laughable!"
Ming Li's gaze was calm, her tone extremely casual, "Since you say it's fake, why don't you try it yourself to find out."
As the words fell, before the transmigration girl could react, the Netherworld Fire in Ming Li's hand suddenly floated up and flew towards the transmigration girl.
Two seconds later, the transmigration girl's shrill scream echoed.
Ahhh ahhh!
At this moment, the transmigration girl felt her soul being torn apart, being incinerated, as if it were about to be scattered into oblivion.
Ming Li raised her hand and retracted the Netherworld Fire that was dancing happily in front of the transmigration girl. She looked calmly at the transmigration girl, who was in a terrible state from the torment of the Netherworld Fire, and said, "How about it? Do you still think it's fake? If you still don't believe it, try again? I have plenty of time anyway."
The transmigration girl swallowed her saliva, looking at Ming Li with eyes full of terror and fear.
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