God of the Netherworld Capital

Above the firmament, darkness spread, swallowing the light of day.

As they watched the blurry figure standing within the darkness, the dark emotions in the hearts of all living beings churned without cease. In but an instant, someone broke through the shackles of reason and attacked a stranger beside them—simply because that stranger ate sweet tofu pudding, while he ate only savory.

Jealousy, greed, fear—every kind of negative emotion erupted at this moment, laying bare all the ugliness within the human heart. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the moon, suppressed by darkness, bloomed with radiance once more, spilling cool, clear light and restoring clarity to all living beings.

"Netherworld Capital Divine Lord of the Chaos God Church. I never expected you to be behind this incident."

With the Lunar Mirror in hand and unaffected by the darkness, Cold Moon Fairy saw the blurry figure clearly.

Half man, half serpent, he wore a black iron crown and had a pair of black wings on his back. His face was forever shrouded in a thin veil of black mist, impossible to see through or comprehend. Only those scarlet eyes left an unforgettable impression on all who saw them.

Netherworld Capital Divine Lord was a fourth-rank deity of Divine Dao Founding, his status comparable to that of a Celestial Phenomenon True Lord. Though he was not considered among the strongest of Divine Dao Founding's many Divine Lords, his methods were strange and elusive, coming without shadow and leaving without trace. In the years before, Celestial Phenomenon True Lords of the immortal path had attempted to kill him, yet failed time and again, allowing Netherworld Capital Divine Lord to escape each time.

"A junior like you actually knows me? It seems I truly have quite a reputation..."

With a strange laugh, bizarre black lines