Unifying the Underworld

"They're fighting!" The moment King Hui Xie threw his punch, all the Nether Spirits in the Underworld turned their attention to them, even including several Dark Kings.

However, just as they were concentrating, eagerly preparing to witness this rare contest between kings in the Underworld, a world-shattering black mist suddenly emanated from He Heng, spreading in all directions and obscuring his and King Hui Xie's figures.

"Damn it, what kind of mist is this? It can actually block spiritual sense." a Dark King grumbled.

"We can't see what's happening inside. What should we do?" The many Nether Spirits looked at each other, somewhat grinding their teeth at He Heng. They just wanted to be spectators, and he wouldn't even let them watch. This was too much.

Although it was a pity, there was nothing anyone could do. All the Nether Spirits in the Underworld could only stare blankly at the black mist that could cover the sky and obscure the sun, cursing that the damned Black Mountain Old Demon would be killed by King Hui Xie in three moves. Some even set up betting pools, not betting on the outcome of the duel between the two great kings, but on how long it would take King Hui Xie to deal with He Heng.

"Come, come, Black Mountain Old Demon lasts for one day, odds of three to one! Lasts for two days, odds of five to one! Lasts for three days, odds of ten to one!"...

Cong Yuan looked at the bustling betting pools, took a deep breath, and then shouted, "I'm betting my entire fortune, betting that my lord can last... can last ten days!" This was because ten days was the maximum offered on the odds, with a payout of one hundred to one.

After he finished speaking,