Mournful winds howled, and the earth roared.
The heavens wept, raining blood; the tides wailed and surged with sobbing cries.
Amid the burning Blood and Fire, a sharp blade split the earth. Silver-white and golden steel gods and demons faced one another, their swords drawn beneath the shocked gazes cast down from the abyss of the Present Realm.
The battle between the Emperor of the Present Realm and the Emperor of Hell was on the verge of erupting!
And then, at that critical moment... some dog-hearted, dog-faced bastard suddenly jumped out and said, "Sorry, but could you please pay the licensing fee?"
A long silence fell without warning. The deathly chill gathered beneath the gaze of those enormous shadows, and murderous eyes descended from the abyss, locking onto Huai Shi.
Unable to endure such unprecedented humiliation!
Only Huai Shi's vision went dark again.
Damn it, had he said something wrong again?!
The Fallen Kingdom trembled.
The Nine Ministers cast cold, grim looks his way, while the Ascenders of the Present Realm... awkwardly looked aside, pretending they had seen nothing. Even Xiu Tuoluo, who had been about to call for reinforcements again, froze for a moment and drew his finger slightly back from the red button.
They closed their eyes.
Sorry, we don't know this embarrassing thing. Do whatever you want with him!
Yet amid that overwhelming pressure and killing intent, the golden demon god raised its eyes and looked at the opponent before it for the first time—not Titus's armor, but Huai Shi within it.
"Licensing? Fee? Ha! Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!!!!"
Unable to restrain his teasing, mocking laughter any longer, the King of Withered slapped the armrest of his throne, delighted beyond measure. "Is that the name of some levy in the Present Realm?
"A mere weed like you dares to