The Black King's appearance shook everyone, but it could not dispel all the fear in their hearts.
Before they had seen the Evil God, they too had believed the Black King to be invincible beneath the heavens.
But when the enemy descended from the sky, that colossal body capable of shattering all common sense made the Black King seem so small.
Bai Ye gazed indifferently at the Flesh Prison phantom. Seeing that its body had yet to fully solidify, he let out a slight sigh of relief.
Fortunately, North Mang's remaining fate should be enough to deal with an insubstantial Pseudo-God phantom.
He had just gone to find Wu De and directly ordered him to sacrifice North Mang's remaining fate.
As for what would happen to future generations? Let their descendants deal with their own fortunes.
If they did not use that fate now, North Mang would be fucking gone first.
With the [Zeroing Casket] in hand, Bai Ye felt somewhat more confident. He spoke indifferently.
"This world is not a place you should be. Get lost."
His cold, domineering voice resounded through the Ten Thousand Woods, leaving everyone aghast.
He... he told a Forbidden Evil God to get lost!?
Before they had seen a god, anyone dared curse one behind its back. But once a god truly descended, who would dare curse it? Forget cursing it—they did not even have the courage to look directly at it.
Even the other Ten Kings were too wary to make a sound.
But the Black King dared!
And it was more than merely daring...
Under everyone's horrified gazes, the Black King casually extended a finger. There was no energy fluctuation at all. He simply flicked it.
A speck of fragmented silver light tore through the air. Like an insignificant firefly, it drifted