"To think that even the mighty Heavenly Evil God could be so blind to the situation, spouting such outrageous boasts here!"
After Jiang Yun waved away the demonic qi, his gaze pierced through the tiny, pitch-black fissure and fixed on the utterly evil eye within.
Merely meeting those eyes for an instant felt as though a chill had shot from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head, making his hair stand on end.
"What an interesting boy." Deep underground, the Heavenly Evil God looked at Jiang Yun and chuckled.
"Leaving someone like you, with so much slaughter on your hands, alive in this world is no blessing for its living beings!" Jiang Yun seemed to be talking to himself, yet also seemed to be addressing the Heavenly Evil God and the ever-vigilant Undying Lord beside him.
"Heavenly Emperor." The Undying Lord seemed to think of a possibility, but found it somewhat absurd. He stared at Jiang Yun's back in horror.
"What are you trying to do?" The Heavenly Evil God looked curiously at this young man who had countless tangled ties to the Saint Demon Clan.
Naturally, he had seen Jiang Yun's current strength: Late Saint Grade, with a bone age of no more than fifty. Such talent made even him take notice. Given time, Jiang Yun would certainly reach the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor's level.
Someone of such strength was also bound to hold great power and status in the Great Thousand World. When the final Great Thousand Covenant arrived a hundred years later, with Jiang Yun and the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor working together from within and without, his emergence would be absolutely assured.
But why had Jiang Yun come here ahead of time, and why had he said such strange things?
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