"It seems the Netherworld Emperor is indeed a tricky existence," Mu Rufeng said with a faint smile.
"Certainly quite tricky. After all, he's the strongest in his realm. I've already wiped out all the Netherworld Emperor's subordinates; you can directly take over the Little Netherworld now," Ao Zun said.
"Thank you for the hard work, but looking at your current state, are you okay?" Mu Rufeng glanced at Ao Zun's injuries and asked.
"Naturally, I've sustained some injuries. In a normal status, it would take at least ten thousand years to recover."
"However, I have successfully captured the primordial spirit of that Netherworld Emperor."
As Ao Zun finished speaking, he opened his right palm, revealing a small black figure that had appeared.
This small black figure exuded a powerful aura, but at this moment, its eyes were tightly shut, showing no movement.
For it was sealed by several golden talismans and numerous golden chains.
