"Hmm, you may leave!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded.
"Yes, my lord!" The Heavenly Lady responded respectfully.
Immediately, she bowed and retreated respectfully.
Watching her departing figure, Zhang Xiaohao's eyes flashed coldly, thinking to himself with a chill.
"The royal family? If I refine you and obtain the essence blood from your body, I imagine the power of my Time Talent Divine Ability will become even more formidable?"
With a single hand wave, Zhang Xiaohao slapped his palm on his waist, took out a set of formation flags, and cast them around the room, enveloping the surroundings; even though the Heavenly Lady was now his female slave, with one casual thought he could decide her life and death, Zhang Xiaohao still found it uncomfortable having his life in someone else's hands.
After completing all of this, Zhang Xiaohao took out the ghost mask, put it on his face, and entered the Underworld space.
He first browsed the latest spreading news within the Underworld.
