Who dares to be so bold? Provoking the Sect Hierarch, challenging so blatantly, delivering a war letter in the form of a Celestial God's head!
The Netherlord is here, yet he hasn't uttered a word. He sits cross-legged atop a Skull Mountain suspended in mid-air, shrouded in swirling black mist, dropping the temperature drastically, with an unsettling chill.
That was his disciple, a Celestial of the Nether Race, just killed like that. It would be one thing to slay him, but to throw his head back is a direct affront!
The No-Man's Land is abuzz with discussion.
People are discussing who did this, such audacity!
The other Sect Hierarchs also look displeased; that person was very domineering and the sound transmitted targeted many.
"Boom!"
The Nether Race Sect Hierarch took action, his brows glowing, emitting a stream of black flames surging like a torrent towards the entrance. It is the Nether Flame capable of burning Sect Hierarchs to ashes.