The mindset of the Nine Nether True Lord is subtly transforming.
Once upon a time, even when he let his divine sense curl up in the lotus seed, he had the mentality of "I'm the best in the world".
Including those very talented martial artists of the Hume family, in his mind, they were nothing but a heap of dog shit.
They couldn't even catch the eye of this master who controlled the souls of the Nine Provinces.
Ultimately, just as he said, in the post-martial arts era, there were no martial artists worth looking at.
The martial artists of their era were all mighty beings.
Martial arts was not something ordinary people could touch.
Ordinary people should chop wood, be slaves, farm the fields, serve the martial artists in exchange for a bite of food.
Martial arts was noble, inviolable.
It was a symbol of status.
In that era, martial artists were absolutely noble, they were the aristocracy.
But in this world, anyone can practice martial arts.
