"What's the matter, young man?"
That night, at the peak of Proud Sword Mountain, with a voice full of amusement echoing, the boy kneeling in the snow looked up at the night sky.
Immediately following, a figure appeared in the night sky, clad in dark battle armor, a dark cape swirling amidst the icy wind!
That face, majestic and handsome, carried a hint of a serene smile, with black hair billowing wildly in the night wind, like a Demon Monarch descending upon this world!
"You! You! It's you! It's actually you!" Instantly, the kneeling boy in the snow recognized the person emerging in the night sky!
"Oh? You recognize me?" Hearing the boy's words below, even the person standing imposingly in the sky like a demon was slightly surprised, speaking.
"Of course! Of course I recognize you!" The boy, with a matter-of-fact demeanor, said, "I've seen your portrait! It's definitely you! You are Emperor Nine Nether, Netherworld! The strongest in our Tianheng Continent!"
