Hell Nether Fire, Judgment Descends!

"In this realm, I am God.

I am the absolute ruler. I am the controller of all things!"

Long Fan's icy voice instantly rang out within every monarch's heart.

This was not a direct exchange of words.

It was an interrogation that reached straight into the depths of their souls.

That included the Shadow Monarch, who was hidden in the darkness and preparing to launch a surprise attack.

His body was entirely black, yet as illusory as a shadow.

His facial features could not be seen at all. The Shadow King was undoubtedly the best assassin.

And indeed, he was the monarch among the Ten Monarchs most adept at unexpected assassinations.

But at this moment—

The instant he heard those words that struck directly at his soul, he knew his position had been exposed.

Without another thought—

A powerful white light burst from within him.

In an instant, he crossed a thousand meters, attempting to flee from his original assassination position beneath the throne.

At the same time, a grayish-white curtain of light formed around the Shadow King, swiftly shielding him.

But it was useless.

"You are nothing more than a slightly larger ant, yet you dare profane the majesty of God!"

Against this sort of soul-based ability, he was merely showing off before an expert.

As Long Fan's voice once again entered the Shadow King's consciousness with perfect accuracy—

The latter was suddenly overcome with panic.

One had to know that when it came to concealment, he was absolutely the best in this plane.

Moreover, the Shadow King prided himself on the fact that while his domain might not greatly enhance his attacks—

It offered tremendous benefits in suppressing and concealing his aura, as well as increasing his soul's strength and resistance.

Yet now, he had still been locked