The Underworld Realm was vast, no less so than the Spirit World or the Ancient Demon Realm. This fellow just happened, by sheer coincidence, to run into the Asura Race's territory to stir up trouble. One could only say that this was his fate.
If he had merely caused a few small troubles, with the Asura King's broad-mindedness, she most likely would have laughed it off and let it go.
But this fellow just had to court death. He unleashed great Supernatural Powers and destroyed nine cities of the Asura Race in succession, and several important figures in the clan were also wiped out by him without the slightest courtesy.
If this could be endured, what could not? Although the Asura King was open-minded and magnanimous, how could she possibly sit by and do nothing when something like this happened?
And so, she personally took action.
When Heaven sends calamity, one may yet survive; when one brings calamity upon oneself, there is no way to live. This time, the Nine-Headed Bird had truly jabbed a hornet's nest.
Among True Spirits, he could be considered extremely powerful, but compared with the Asura King, he was far too weak. Needless to say, the outcome of this battle was that the Nine-Headed Bird was beaten black and blue, and nearly fell on the spot.
Fortunately, though he was in an utterly wretched state, he was still, after all, an existence at the True Spirit level, and had cultivated several extremely formidable life-preserving Supernatural Powers no matter what.
Now, seeing that he had stabbed a hornet's nest, the fellow was both regretful and furious. In his panic and helplessness, he could no longer care about anything else and unleashed all those life-preserving Supernatural Powers in one breath.
The Asura King was indeed the number-one