"Stop looking. A bunch of natives dreaming of blocking our army of justice? What a joke!" The King-Sealing Expert with a wart on his head saw Nie Yun's expression and gave a cold, mocking chuckle.
Although Tantai Lingyue had sealed the Chaos Ocean, it meant nothing much to them. At worst, they would spend a little effort slaughtering everyone before them.
"An army of justice?" Seeing his confidence, Nie Yun shook his head and said no more. He stared at him. "Since you think our defeat is beyond doubt, may I ask you a few questions before I die?"
At this level of cultivation, even if the two sides spoke different languages, they could communicate through their thoughts. Conversation was no longer a problem.
Nie Yun intended to use this chance to find out where this Alien Race came from and just how deep their foundations ran.
"Want to die knowing? Too bad... the ones I enjoy killing most are those who die in ignorance!"
The Wart King saw through Nie Yun's intentions and had no plans to answer. With a cold laugh, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at him.
His palm was black, like skeletal joints. As it clawed through the air, several whirlwinds sprang up, each carrying fine black threads. They interwove in midair like a Heavenly Net Earth Net, completely locking down the surrounding space.
"Sure enough, it isn't one of the Three Thousand Great Daos..."
Seeing the other side attack, Nie Yun did not rush to respond. Instead, he opened his Heavenly Eye and activated his Martial Dao Master Talent, searching for a weakness. Yet after only a moment, a sense of helplessness rose within him. Every move and every secret art had a basis, a source of power. Just as no matter how