Perhaps I Finally Understand Why You Like Three Waves So Much

What did "going too far" mean?!

Don't tell me the owner of this 'Netherworld Energy' had followed the clues right to us!

The moment Banknote thought this, it discovered that the evil, filthy energy had condensed into a sphere, hovering above the blue-haired female cultivator and its own head.

That supreme majesty grew even heavier. This time, Banknote could not even retreat. It particularly spinelessly folded in on itself—its legs had gone weak.

There was nothing it could do. After all, it was only a Banknote.

Were you expecting a Banknote to have backbone? That would be asking a strong note to do the impossible—Banknote did not even have bones! Could it be that your Banknotes were stuffed with bones during production?!

The round, spherical mass of evil energy hovered in the void, radiating supreme majesty that made people want to bow their heads and worship. If this kind of presence appeared in a human, it would absolutely have the aura of a protagonist. Never mind Banknote's legs going weak—even seventy or eighty percent of Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperors would have to kneel when faced with this supreme majesty.

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed. I'm going to die today after all—for the sake of a mere five Seventh-Grade Spirit Stones." Banknote recalled this and felt especially unwilling to accept it.

"Don't worry. You won't die." The blue-haired female cultivator smiled. Facing this supreme majesty, she did not seem to feel the slightest pressure—but it was impossible to tell whether she was forcing herself to hold on or truly felt no pressure at all.

"Because this isn't the Netherworld." The blue-haired female cultivator reiterated her point.

This was the Present World, not the Netherworld. As long as the other party was still restricted by the Netherworld, it could not cross realms to kill