"Ask."
"When are we attacking the Thirty-Three Heavens?" the Southern Ghost Emperor asked.
"The time has not yet come."
After the Nether Lord spoke, the token turned to ash.
"Ah, how dull."
The Southern Ghost Emperor stood with his hands behind his back. His gaze illuminated the nine heavens, his physique shook the ages, his aura stirred heaven and earth, and the battle intent on his body was utterly astonishing. "Other than the Thirty-Three Heavens, how many worlds are worthy of my hand? I truly enjoy fighting the strong. That feeling is intoxicating."
He was a battle-crazed fiend.
He had been that way since his youth.
He had fought and killed his way here, stepping over countless bones as he battled his way to the Overlord-level.
Compared to other Overlord-level experts, he had experienced far more battles and killed far more people!
However, there were now truly too few people worthy of his intervention, and that made him feel incredibly bored.
"Now that the Nether Lord has emerged, should I find him for a spar?"
"If I win, I'll be the Nether Lord..."
After bidding farewell to the First Divine General, Hua Yunfei left the tavern with Jiang Ruoyao.
Not long after, Ye Fengliu and the other two came to meet up with them.
The Left and Right Guardians looked as usual, but Ye Fengliu's face was positively glowing.
"What did you go do?" Hua Yunfei asked.
"Children shouldn't pry into adult matters," Ye Fengliu said with a curl of his lips.
The Left Guardian and Right Guardian shot Ye Fengliu disdainful looks and both moved a little farther away.
Hua Yunfei shook his head, likewise feeling contempt for Ye Fengliu's Wu De behavior.
At his age, he still liked that sort of thing.
"What do you know? When