Though the three all looked different, the spiritual pressure radiating from them was equally extraordinary. They were all old monsters of the Tribulation Transcendence level!
That was right—all of them were at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. In particular, the man with the feather fan and silk kerchief, whose refined features made him look like a military adviser, had reached the terrifying Tribulation Transcendence Middle Stage.
These three yin-soul ghost beings would be overlords of a region no matter where they were placed, yet at this moment, without exception, all of them revealed looks of respect.
They bowed deeply to the man in the brocade robe and jade belt, their voices carrying a solemn note. "Great King, what has angered you?"
"The Immortal Trapping Ring Dharma Treasure this king refined has been taken by someone." The Nether Dark King's voice entered their ears through gritted teeth, carrying even a trace of rancor.
"What? How is that possible? Did Your Majesty not send Fourth Brother to Scorpion Mountain to guard this item? How could it still be taken?" The woman covered her mouth with her hand, her voice filled with shock.
The other two wore much the same expressions. Fourth Brother's strength was indeed slightly inferior to the three of theirs, but he was still unquestionably at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. With him guarding the treasure, by reason or feeling, it should have been foolproof. How could it have been inexplicably seized by an enemy?
Moreover, looking across the Lost Realm, who had such heaven-high gall to actually dare touch the Nether Dark King's treasure? Wasn't that an old birthday star hanging himself—tired of living?
"Heh, not only your Fourth Brother. Even the External Incarnation this king sent to retrieve the treasure was likewise destroyed at that fellow's hands." The Nether Dark