The Black Robed Person's arrogant, contemptuous voice was deafening.
Everyone secretly watching from the shadows lowered their heads and retreated, not daring to show the slightest displeasure.
The Black Robed Person was far too domineering and brutal. If they dared utter a single word of protest, he might turn right back around and kill them!
The Black Robed Person chased the Shadow Demon deeper into the distance and vanished.
"The strength of four cauldrons. Interesting." The Nether Son stroked his chin, the corners of his mouth lifting.
He had fought the Black Robed Person in the Tianluo Great World, but they had only been testing each other then. The strength the Black Robed Person had displayed there was nowhere near as great as it was now.
Because of Hua Yunfei, he knew the Black Robed Person's true identity. That was precisely what made this interesting.
Seeing Hua Yunfei watching the Myriad Ancient Heaven-Reaching Mirror, the Nether Son said, "Why aren't you paying attention to him? He boldly declared that he'd defeat us both someday and step over us to claim the throne of the strongest."
Hua Yunfei shrugged. "I'm not interested in being called the strongest. If I could, I'd rather spend my whole life as a salted fish. Going fishing whenever I felt like it would be perfect, without having to worry about anything."
Dao Wushuang nodded. "That certainly sounds like you, fellow Daoist. Honestly, I'd like to take things easy too. I really yearn for that sort of carefree, leisurely life."
Hua Yunfei smiled. "Once everything is settled, I'll definitely retire in style. I'll take the people important to me into seclusion or travel the world with them, and never concern myself with worldly affairs again."
Dao Wushuang blinked. "If you don't mind, fellow Daoist, why not bring