"You!"
Blood River Dao Ancestor had never imagined that Hou Ming would speak so mercilessly for a Dao Ancestor who had only just joined them.
In an instant, rage blazed up from the depths of his heart and shot straight to the crown of his head.
His face turned purplish red, like fruit ripened to the point of bursting, and the energy around him churned violently with anger.
Hou Ming's refusal to show him any consideration was far beyond Blood River Dao Ancestor's expectations. It boded nothing good.
"Fine, fine, fine!"
Blood River Dao Ancestor spat out three "fines," each one seeming to carry a sky-swallowing tide of fury and resentment.
"Let me see how you intend to stop me today!"
Blood River Dao Ancestor knew that more words would only add to his humiliation. They were meaningless now.
Yet a trace of doubt remained in his heart. He could scarcely believe Hou Ming would make an enemy of him over a Dao Ancestor who had only just joined the Underworld.
At that thought, Blood River Dao Ancestor hesitated no longer. His aura surged, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a long, blood-red dragon.
A vast, suffocating aura rolled from its body, and its scales glimmered with an eerie bloody light.
Every scale seemed branded with an ancient rune of slaughter. Wherever it passed, space groaned under the pressure.
The dragon Blood River Dao Ancestor had become charged straight past Hou Ming with unstoppable momentum.
He meant to get around her and rush out of the Underworld Source.
"Stay."
Hou Ming's voice seemed to come from the depths of Hell itself, cold and beyond dispute.
In an instant, the endless, bone-chilling white mist around her surged like a raging tsunami. Hidden within it burned Hell Netherfire,