At this moment, although Netherworld King was still standing before the throne, his whole body looked like a pile of mud—awkwardly and painfully propped up.
Bones kept cracking and shattering inside him.
In this state, he absolutely couldn't be disturbed.
Anyone with a bit of sense could see it clearly.
Tan Zongzhao and the Crown Prince stepped in front of Huang Jun.
Huang Jun sneered, "What, a Crown Prince of a Divine Dynasty and the rising star of Mixed Spirit Academy—one of you doesn't put his full effort into cultivation, and the other hasn't fully matured yet. You really think you can stop me?"
The Crown Prince's realm was at the peak of Divine Emperor Realm now; after all, he was kept busy with the business of the Divine Dynasty and didn't have much time to cultivate.
