"Who goes there?!"
The Evil Emperor's startled, furious voice boomed through the space like rolling thunder.
Given its immensely profound spiritual cultivation, under normal circumstances, not even the slightest movement within a hundred li could escape its notice, much less a living being evading its detection.
Yet until that abrupt voice rang out, it had sensed nothing at all. To the ever-proud Evil Emperor, this was undoubtedly a tremendous shock. How could it not be both startled and enraged?
The Evil Emperor's enormous pupil, filled with shock and fury, instantly turned toward the source of the voice. Below and to its left stood a tiny human, studying it with curious eyes.
Nan Fusheng clicked his tongue in amazement as he examined the Evil Emperor. "You really are huge. No wonder you're an Evil Eye that has cultivated for nearly eight hundred thousand years. Your size, your bloodline—other Evil Eyes simply can't compare to you."
The Water Evil Tyrant Nan Fusheng had killed before possessed the cultivation of a Ferocious Beast, yet it had stood only five meters tall.
The Evil Emperor before him, however, was completely different. It was like a small mountain floating in the sky, its body dozens of times larger than that of an ordinary Evil Eye.
The Evil Emperor was a gigantic eye over three hundred meters in diameter. Surrounding that terrifying massive eye were eighty-one tentacles, each more than five hundred meters long, waving through the air.
Behind its enormous body stretched a vast sea of dark red Soul Power. That was why its appearance had previously felt like the end of the world.
"Who are you, sir?"
Unexpectedly, the Evil Emperor did not immediately start shouting about killing. Instead, it asked Nan Fusheng cautiously.
The Evil Emperor had always possessed an exceedingly fierce temperament.