Hell's Judgment

"Roar!"

"Damn crawling insects! You dared disturb your Lord Hellhound's deep sleep. You truly don't know the meaning of death!"

"Your grandpa will eat you bite by bite before forgiving your sins!"

Above the roaring, surging River of Death, the Three-Headed Hellhound wreathed in Chaos Hellfire opened its huge bloodstained jaws and bared its fangs. Droplets of saliva tainted with the aura of the Law of Death flowed from its wolfish maw and fell into the River of Death, raising wisps of green smoke.

Taiyi's gaze narrowed at the sight.

The River of Death was originally where all death converged.

Yet the saliva secreted by this Three-Headed Hellhound, born from the River of Death, could directly corrode its waters. It was truly terrifying.

Although Goddess Houtu did not possess Taiyi's profound insight into laws, the terrifying aura emanating from the Three-Headed Hellhound alone was enough to make her complexion change.

Her red lips parted as she cried softly, "Ninth Heaven of the Saint Realm!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Nether River Ancestor, and the others beside her were likewise startled, their faces full of disbelief.

A Chaos Saint Beast that had only just been born possessed cultivation at the peak of the Saint Realm from the moment it came into existence?

Was this world too insane, or were they too far behind?

No one understood better than they did what cultivation at the Ninth Heaven of the Saint Realm signified.

It meant that a Sovereign-level Sage had appeared in the Underworld!

What was even more terrifying was that this Sovereign-level Sage was a native Sage born from the River of Death.

In other words, the Three-Headed Hellhound carried the Origin Imprint of the native world of the Primordial Wilderness, rather than being an Extraterritorial Sage.

The consequences of killing such a