This Scale... Is Too Grand!

"You only need to know my master's name."

He paused, then spoke each word slowly and clearly.

"My master, Niu Ben."

Niu! Ben!

Those two words were like two bolts of Chaos Divine Thunder, striking viciously against Black Wind Ancestor's already crumbling soul!

Black Wind Ancestor's entire body convulsed violently. His bell-sized eyes were instantly filled with a terror ten thousand times more horrifying than death itself!

Niu Ben!

That forbidden existence who believed neither in Heaven nor Earth, who had Proven Dao by Force!

That peerless fiend who had stormed the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and forced the Heavenly Emperor to his knees!

He... he had actually attacked the disciple of Saint Niu Ben?

It was over!

It was all over!

A chill more despairing than the collapse of his physical body instantly engulfed his entire mind.

At last, he understood what kind of existence he had provoked.

"Saint... Saint's disciple... spare me... spare me!"

Black Wind Ancestor no longer cared about his injuries. With his mud-like face, he desperately knocked his head against the ground again and again, his soul trembling from the extreme terror.

"This little demon failed to recognize Mount Tai! This little demon deserves ten thousand deaths!"

"I beg the Young Master to spare this little demon's wretched life, for the sake of how difficult cultivation has been!"

"This little demon is willing to be a slave or servant, an ox or a horse! I only beg the Young Master for mercy!"

The once-arrogant overlord of Mount Mei had now humbled himself into the dust.

Watching Black Wind Ancestor kneel at the bottom of the enormous crater like a dead dog, endlessly kowtowing and begging for mercy, Yang Jian's expression did not change in the slightest.

His master's name truly was more useful than any divine