Facing the provocation from Nether Ghost True Person.
True Person Ziyun said nothing. Instead, he looked toward where Li Zhōujūn and Emperor Hao were.
"What are you looking at? Don't worry, it's just this old man. This entire lower realm belongs to this old man too."
Seeing True Person Ziyun looking behind him, Nether Ghost Daoist said with a beaming smile.
Suddenly, Nether Ghost True Person seemed to sense that something was wrong.
He abruptly turned to look behind him.
There, an old man in splendid robes was staring at him with a deep, enigmatic gaze. Not only that, but beside the old man stood a young man in blue robes, also looking at him with a beaming smile.
"Presumptuous! What do you mean by looking at me like that?!"
Nether Ghost Daoist felt that the way these two looked at him was extremely disrespectful, and immediately became angry from embarrassment.
"What do we mean?"
Emperor Hao spoke in a deep, somber voice. "You had a broad and sunny road before you, yet you insisted on taking these crooked and sinister paths. What do you mean by that?"
"Hmph. How could mortals understand the joy of this seat... Whoa!"
Nether Ghost Daoist had initially snorted coldly, intending to mock Emperor Hao for not understanding the joy of being a sixth-timer. But when he sensed the heavy, mountain-like aura suddenly rising from Emperor Hao, his eyes instantly widened, and the expletive escaped his lips.
"Ahem. Actually, this old man just felt a little bored staying in the Immortal Realm, so I wanted to come down to the lower realm for a stroll. I had no other intentions..."
At that moment, Nether Ghost Daoist wore a smile more unpleasant than crying.
A Seventh-Rank True Immortal!
Why the hell was a Seventh-Rank True