The Demon Emperor stared fixedly at him until he no longer dared meet the Demon Emperor's gaze.
Only then did he look away in satisfaction. "The Silent Netherworld has reached its limit. The half-step Hongmeng Realm is nothing before a true powerhouse."
"Without breaking through to the Hongmeng Realm, no number of puppets will mean anything."
"Go. Think it through, and stop trying to test my strength. Against me as I am now, you don't even have a chance to resist."
The Demon Emperor let the Lord of the Netherworld go just like that.
King Anan and Pandas wanted to stop him. After all, the Lord of the Netherworld was the strongest half-step Hongmeng Realm expert in the Silent Netherworld.
But when they thought of the Demon Emperor's current strength, it seemed that a single Silent Netherworld really was no longer a problem.
The Lord of the Netherworld fell silent for a moment. Only after truly exchanging blows with the Demon Emperor could one understand how powerful he was.
At that moment, the Lord of the Netherworld felt utterly lost.
It was as though everything he was doing now was meaningless.
He had made so many puppets and raised so many expendable pawns.
Yet before a true powerhouse, he did not even have a chance to escape.
He believed that even if he sent out every puppet in the Silent Netherworld, they would still be utterly useless against the Demon Emperor.
This was the Demon Emperor's true strength.
The Lord of the Netherworld returned to Saint King Manor in a daze. They had taken over another's home like a dove occupying a magpie's nest.
But now, occupying it no longer seemed so appealing.
The Lord of Puppets and the Lord of Corpse Demons watched the Lord of the Netherworld's state,