Mysterious Lord!
"Mysterious Lord, what are you doing?! Are you trying to stop my revenge?!"
Aphoom-Zhah's furious voice shattered the remaining planetary debris around him-the remnants of planets he had smashed like baseballs.
Diagonally opposite him, Hastur, the Lord of the Deep Sea Starry Sky, also looked wary.
After all, as far as Hastur could sense,
although Aphoom-Zhah and the Mysterious Lord were at the same cultivation level,
the Mysterious Lord was clearly far beyond what a little greenhorn like Aphoom-Zhah could compare to!
Never mind how he had forcibly delayed a world's destruction by tens of thousands of years.
His age alone said enough.
The Mysterious Lord had lived for nearly ten billion years, almost as long as Hastur himself. Even if he had previously stayed in that remote backwater of a middle thousand world,
the combat power he had devised was still utterly beyond Aphoom-Zhah, who was not even a hundred million years old.
At the very least, Hastur could feel a substantial threat from the Mysterious Lord!
"Enough! Aphoom-Zhah, are you really going to keep this farce going?"
As though swatting a fly, the Mysterious Lord slapped apart the blue flames roaring toward him.
His expression and tone were utterly indifferent.
Having said that, the Mysterious Lord turned away, paying Aphoom-Zhah no further attention, and spoke to Hastur:
"Give me some face! Stop fighting. If you insist on fighting, let me be your opponent!"
The Mysterious Lord meant every word.
Although he had already sensed Hastur's terrifying strength in this state, how could sensing it from a distance compare to experiencing it firsthand?
So, although the Mysterious Lord appeared utterly composed at that moment,
his heart was actually brimming with fighting spirit!
**"Come on! Let me have a look at you, ancestor of immortals, father of spirits!