Unanticipated Gathering of Familiar Individuals

Shenlian Yinzhu and Jun Mu Yang fought fiercely against Demon King Shi. After exchanging countless blows and countering each other's strategies, Shi Ji's narrowed eyes gleamed with curiosity. He finally asked, "Who are you?"

Jun Mu Yang smirked, his tone laced with playful mockery. "That's a question you should ponder after we send you to hell."

"Send me to hell? Have you even checked if hell can withstand my presence?" Shi Ji scoffed, his voice tinged with amusement.

Shenlian Yinzhu stepped forward, his aura crackling ominously in the air. His expression was cold, but his words were razor-sharp. "What's truly pathetic is that even hell finds you intolerable."

"Pathetic?" Shi Ji's irritation flickered as his gaze darkened. "You dare speak of pathetic when your power is a mere whisper compared to the roar of mine? Or do you already know why hell won't take me?" His irritation gave way to a dry chuckle, his voice thick with disdain.