I'm going to the Extreme South Land to raid his lair!

The Extreme South Emperor puppet's aura continued to rise. Its phantom demon god towered like a mountain range, while countless strands of light rose from the sea surface and continuously gathered upon the phantom, strengthening its presence.

Yet no matter how much the phantom's aura increased, Dongfang Chen's expression remained unmoved.

It was as if he were someone utterly unaffected by pressure.

"Extreme South Emperor, I'll give you one chance. Stop interfering in the war between humanity and the sea monsters, and I can let this puppet of yours leave. This puppet can bear a portion of your consciousness and strength—it must have cost you quite a price to cultivate it, right? At the same time, I guarantee I won't go to the Extreme South Land to cause you trouble either," Dongfang Chen said flatly.

His tone made it seem as though he regarded the Extreme South Emperor as nothing more than a harmless speed bump. As long as it did not stand in his way, he could not be bothered to run it over.

Dongfang Chen's attitude and tone instantly infuriated the Extreme South Emperor.

Since when had humans, whom he viewed as ants, dared to turn the tables and threaten him?

"Hehe... human, do you know that even those old fellows in the Sahara and your nation's Kunlun would not dare speak to me in such a tone..." the Extreme South Emperor's voice drifted eerily from the phantom.

His tone did not sound angry, yet anyone could hear the boundless fury contained within his voice.

Since when had this bunch of human ants dared to speak to him like this?

"You may have reached the Emperor Rank through some minor stroke of fortune, but you must understand that the gap between emperors is greater than the gap between