The Dark Nether Death God had never imagined that one day, someone would hang up on him.
Especially after he had advanced beyond Level-12, he had never again encountered anything so defiant.
The current Dark Nether Death God had already reached the Level-13 Mid-Stage, a realm considered the pinnacle even within a high-level Resource Dimension. Looking across several neighboring time-spaces, there were very few beings who could stand on equal footing with him.
In the Dark Nether Death God's memory, the fellow who had cut off his communication was also a Level-12 Being. When they had first met, the other party had merely been a Level-11 Strong Practitioner.
By now, they had known each other for over a million years. The Dark Nether Death God had thought that, even if they lacked deep friendship, they should at least have some degree of rapport.
Not to mention that, given his current distinguished status as a Level-13 Being, whether it was Salamander Gray Guest or the other Different Dimensional Time-Space experts he knew, most hoped to obtain some resources or cultivation guidance from him and had always treated him with great respect.
Yet this guy had been more diligent than anyone whenever he needed a favor in the past. Now that it was finally the Dark Nether Death God's turn to need his help, the other party shut his doors, unwilling even to answer a communication request.
The Dark Nether Death God sneered inwardly. He was certain that this Level-12 Being who refused to communicate with him must have learned certain inside details.
It was precisely because he knew how deep the waters ran behind this Dimension War taking place in Light Universe Time-Space that he did not dare show himself and get involved lightly.
On a certain level, this only confirmed