Seeing the surprise in Jun Lin's eyes, Wang Hao smiled and patted his cheek.
"Kid, don't look at me like that."
"I'd even kill your adoptive grandfather, let alone a little brat like you."
"If not for your father and grandfather, from the moment you stepped into the Nether River Forbidden Ground, your life would no longer have belonged to you."
"But since you were born with such good fortune, you'd better seize it properly."
"If you waste this opportunity, you'll definitely regret coming into this world."
"Ha ha ha!"
With that, Wang Hao threw back his head and laughed.
Within that unbridled laughter lurked an overwhelming demonic intent.
At the same time, the Dao Protectors of the major powers could not help but feel fear rise in their hearts.
As the saying went, an Era of Chaos was bound to breed monsters. The reason Wang Hao could be so arrogant was precisely because the Era of Chaos was approaching.
If no one suppressed this Demon Lord when the time came, what kind of suffering would all living things endure?
Beside them, Cui Hao Yu also tightened his grip on his sword as he watched Wang Hao.
Though the fate of the Chang Sheng Epoch had nothing to do with him, for some reason, whenever he saw a Demon Lord like Wang Hao, he could never resist the urge to slash him with his sword.
"See that? That is a true demon."
"And your future opponent. Don't assume bad people don't use their brains."
"In fact, truly bad people are smarter and stronger than you."
"And from certain perspectives, they are exceptionally difficult to kill."
"Faith, dignity, honor, humanity—they possess none of these."
"Free from the shackles of such things, they can do as one pleases. So long as they