"That great figure has already died..."
The Curse Tree's face was tinged with a trace of sorrow, and in its turbid old eyes, a light of hatred burst forth.
Ye Xuan's expression turned a bit peculiar.
According to the information he had previously obtained from the Curse Tree, Ye Xuan had many guesses about the Death Netherworld.
However, the current words of the Curse Tree forced Ye Xuan to overturn his previous speculations.
The appearance of the Nine Netherworld Phoenix and that Mutant Beast indeed caught Ye Xuan off guard.
For a moment, he was also uncertain about what exactly the secret of this Death Netherworld was.
"So, the Master of Netherworld has absolutely nothing to do with your great figure?" Ye Xuan asked with an odd expression.
"Exactly," the Curse Tree nodded.
"That is to say, aside from the Nine Netherworld Phoenix, the Master of Netherworld also suppresses another unknown entity, is that correct?" Ye Xuan looked at the Curse Tree.
