The Shadow Demon Dao Child humbly prostrated himself before the Nether Heaven Imperial Son.
It was not merely his tone. He had even changed out of his noble, imposing black Dao robe, replacing it with the worn yet clean burlap clothes commonly worn by mortal errand boys. Calluses covered his hands, and his face bore the dark reddish complexion of someone long weathered by labor beneath the sun. There was not the slightest trace of a Dao Child's coldness or sharpness in his bearing.
From the outside, anyone coming here would instinctively think this was some capable errand boy from a mortal tavern.
Such an errand boy was humble and respectful, while earnestly and admiringly begging a distinguished person for a little guidance. No one would feel that their dignity had been challenged and fly into a rage.
Shadow Demon Abyss, skilled in assassination and concealment... the reputation was indeed true.
Jiang Ding silently praised him as well.
"Akaidang..."
The Nether Heaven Imperial Son still wore an expression of confusion, as though he understood nothing and could not comprehend him at all.
That display put everyone at ease.
"Supreme Imperial Son, please enlighten me."
The Shadow Demon Dao Child once more performed a respectful grand salute. Together with the Shadow Demon Sword Puppet behind him, he vanished into the void. An invisible shadow World Domain spread outward, and everything within a hundred li instantly became as cold as a prison.
"Hmph!"
"Lowly human slave, you are courting death!"
The confusion vanished from the Nether Heaven Imperial Son's face. He too spoke in Ancient Immortal Language, his voice icy.
"Roar!"
He no longer kept up the pretense. His roar shook the heavens, making the air rustle and tremble.
Originally, he had possessed a half-human, half-beast form, with horns on his head,