Demonkind
At his words, Fang Xiao suddenly understood.
So Nan Kong had merely been a puppet of the Unknown Existence before him.
Its control over Nan Kong and its attempt to make him leave the Netherworld Sea clearly served some unspeakable purpose, only for Fang Xiao to ruin it through a twist of fate.
At the same time, Fang Xiao was deeply puzzled. A half-step Void Refining cultivator should not have been restricted by the Taichang Realm, so why had this so-called Lord of the Netherworld Sea not gone out himself?
But so what if it was half-step Void Refining? Fang Xiao sneered.
"Heh, branding me with a slave mark.
What beast crawled out from under a rock and dared speak to me like that?
No matter what status you held in the past, the Taichang Realm is under my rule now.
Lord of the Netherworld Sea? You claimed territory and crowned yourself king without my consent. It seems you do not know how the word 'death' is written."
He had personally slain a genuine Void Refining avatar before, much less a mere half-step Void Refining cultivator.
After all, the last person who had dared speak to Fang Xiao like this probably had grave grass a yard high by now.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised a finger. A sword beam containing the power of Dao trajectories shot forth in an instant.
In the very next moment, it struck the Lord of the Netherworld Sea directly in the eyeball.
The Lord of the Netherworld Sea had not expected such an insignificant figure before it to actually dare take the initiative and attack.
Moreover, this seemingly ordinary move actually contained the immensely lethal power of Dao trajectories.
In an instant, a shriek filled with fury yet incomparably shrill rang