The natural god covered in rays of light replied softly.

...

Hearing everyone's words, the Underworld looked back at the Ghost Emperor and Yama in the Underworld. Several of them looked as if they had known about this for a long time.

"Old Ancestor..."

The voice of the evil master brought the Nether Lord back to his senses.

The Nether Lord just nodded without saying much.

Whether it is the underworld or the heavenly court, it is the same for the Blood Sea Nether Clan. The only difference lies in Tushanjun.

"Can you agree?" Emperor Taiyue walked side by side and sighed: "It's a pity that the true face of the Ten Clans of the Yintian. If they had known that God could reach this level, they would not have launched that rebellion, and the foundation of the underworld would not have been lost, only left..."

The Nether Lord replied lightly: "It's not a pity that they are still fighting for the underworld even if they die. Even if their combat power is damaged, it is better than having ideas."

"As for the amount of foundation, it depends on God!"

...

Tu Shanjun bowed his fists and said, "What do you think of me, seniors?"
Chapter completed!