Boom!
"Not good!" King Feijing reacted at once.
Across Barren Stone Island, the mountains, waterfalls, gorges-everything was bound by an irresistible will.
More terrifying still, the moment that oppressive force detected King Feijing, the only living being currently on Barren Stone Island, it concentrated entirely on him.
"Which Universe Master is this? Don't you know this is Nine Nether Space-Time? Besides, I belong to the Northern Border Alliance. Aren't you afraid of being mocked for bullying the weak?" King Feijing said at once as he felt that suppressive force bear down on him.
That "Universe Master" had not appeared, yet he sensed something vaguely familiar in that will.
Unwilling to self-destruct and powerless to resist, he could only invoke his backers.
This was the Lord of the Nine Nethers' territory. Another Universe Master's arrival could easily offend him.
The Northern Border Alliance was the faction he belonged to. Under ordinary circumstances, if he died, that was that, but if a Universe Master forcibly killed him, they would need to reclaim their standing.
The balance of power in the universe was stable. Although the various factions were hostile to one another, there were still some unwritten rules.
If Universe Masters slaughtered Immortals and even Venerables at will, the universe would become an extremely harsh environment, detrimental to the growth of later generations.
Even the Four Peak Races in the core region of the Primal Universe, whose hostility was the deepest, shared a certain tacit understanding.
Madmen like the "Blood Cloud Palace Master" and the "North Prison Lord" were naturally condemned by everyone precisely because they ignored these "unwritten rules."
Lord of the Nine Nethers, why haven't you appeared yet? King Feijing was actually extremely anxious.
The Northern Border Alliance was simply too far away.
As an Inheritance Heir of the Ancestral