No matter what, he was still a mid-stage Immortal Emperor of the Cathem Alliance, and he had brothers coming up right behind him. How could he possibly be scared by the person before him?
"Hmph! If you don't speak up, I'll send you down to meet Zhuang Yan!"
The sound of someone stepping through the air came from not far away!
A look of joy crossed his face. His brothers had arrived, and there was strength in numbers—what did he have to fear?
His cold eyes stared fixedly at Ling Yun. Because the moonlight was behind Ling Yun, he couldn't make out Ling Yun's face at all!
Suddenly, a flash of lightning split the sky!
It illuminated Ling Yun's appearance!
The moment he saw him, he dropped his broadsword and dropped to his knees, trembling as he kowtowed.
"Lord King of Hell, I... your humble servant didn't mean it. Please spare me."
Even if it was just for a split second, he still recognized him—the Ancient Underworld King!
In his heart, he regretted what he had just said, along with a flurry of questions: wasn't the King of Hell dead?
"Do it yourself, or shall this king send you?" Ling Yun finally spoke.
A single sentence made this man's face turn even paler, covered in cold sweat.
After freezing for a few seconds!
"Your humble servant will do it himself."
He knew very well that he would die either way, so he might as well give himself a swift end.
As he spoke, he pressed the blade against his neck, then added, "Lord King of Hell, can you spare my brothers?"
He was waiting for the King of Hell to nod. Once he nodded, he would immediately slit his throat and end it all!
What if he didn't nod?
Then