In an instant, the Netherworld Sect Master stepped forward, his aura surging like a rainbow. Clad in black robes, he looked ferocious, and the temperature around him plummeted into a bitter chill.
After such rotten luck today, suffering setbacks at every turn, he had been desperate for an outlet for his frustration. Who would have thought someone would deliver themselves right to his door?
Their Ancient Warship was indeed enormous, but in the end, there was only an old man at its bow and a child.
The old man's aura was restrained, so he might not be particularly powerful. As for the child, a quick probe revealed nothing more than a mortal physique.
Besides... across the surrounding Dao Domain universes, he had never heard of any Ye Family!
Apart from that legendary foremost force in all worlds, no Ye Family had any noteworthy reputation.
Then a crooked thought stirred in his heart. If I kill these two, won't this enormous Ancient Warship belong to my Netherworld Sect?!
"So, you think you're tough?"
Ye Wanjie looked down upon everyone present from high above. The scar on the lower right side of his face was a shocking sight, making him resemble a god of slaughter who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
He spoke mildly. To think an ant would actually dare challenge his authority!
What was more... it was merely an ant at the peak of the True God Realm. Live long enough, and you really did see everything.
"Heh, old man, I suggest you know what's good for you. Stop talking about who owns the Myriad Saints Treasure Land."
"Come down here and obediently knock your head against the ground twice, then offer me the Ancient Warship beneath your feet with both hands. I might