Within the pitch-black grotto-heaven.
The World-Destroying Martial Master looked at the figure seated on the skeletal throne, fanaticism showing in his eyes, then slowly walked forward.
Just then.
A tremendous surge of killing intent poured out of that figure!
Boom!
Under the impact of that power, the World-Destroying Martial Master was actually sent flying backward despite himself. His expression filled with horror. "Such powerful killing intent!"
And that was not all.
He sensed a suppressive force within that killing intent!
Before this killing intent, he seemed unable to keep himself from submitting.
Like an emperor and his subject!
This shook him. He was a being who had become a Monarch through the Slaughter Dao, after all. Whose killing intent could possibly make him submit?!
Was this the power of the God of Slaughter?!
It was far too powerful!
He circulated the World-Ending Demon Martial Art, resisting that terrifying killing intent.
Upon sensing the fluctuations of the World-Ending Demon Martial Art, the God of Slaughter on the skeletal throne suddenly opened his eyes. A trace of surprise appeared in his icy gaze. "This aura... you are... one of my people?!"
Hearing this, the World-Destroying Martial Master froze for a moment.
But then understanding dawned on him. The World-Ending Demon Martial Art he cultivated had originated from the God of Slaughter in the first place. He was the creator of this cultivation art.
Calling himself one of his people did not seem unreasonable.
"Yes, revered God of Slaughter."
The World-Destroying Martial Master knelt on the ground.
But the God of Slaughter glanced at him and shook his head. "You are not one of my people. My people would address me as... King!"
King?!
The king of a nation!
The World-Destroying Martial Master was somewhat surprised. He had not known that the God