The Celestial Transcendent frowned.
The Divine Emperor of Death below was just an avatar. There was no need for him to get serious. Killing him was easy, but then he would have to go hunt the main body too, along with the Venerable Knights and the other Heaven's Warriors.
His word was word. He had publicly declared it. It held the foremost weight in the galaxy.
On the other hand, if the Divine Emperor of Death couldn't stay silent for even seven days before leaving silently, how could he believe his words in the future?
"Old foggies! Your youthful grandpa is here to teach you a lesson so you don't descend and protect your rude grandsons when they're about to receive their retribution! Hahaha!"
The pompous and brazen attitude of the Divine Emperor of Death left the Celestial Transcendent suddenly speechless. Then, his lips couldn't help but curl, gloating at the misfortune of others.
