At the broken boundary of Chaos Land, a majestic figure steps out of the chaos that was originally the area.
"Greetings to the Saint Master!"
The Second Saint of the Netherworld Clan, along with the clan's elders, welcome him at the boundary.
At first, the Saint Master of the Netherworld clan faintly frowns, then his eyes grow colder which causes the clan elders present to tremble.
"It seems a lot has happened when I was away."
"You were messed up by a Chaotic Saint of the Human Clan."
His words let the Second Saint and the elders feel as if they had plunged into the abyss.
"Even now, in the Qi Fortune River of the Netherworld Clan, there's still the seed of that Chaotic Saint from the Human Clan."
"You guys have done a great job!"
The oppression from the Saint Master of the Netherworld clan grows heavier, and the elders kneeling on the ground start to burn their origins to resist
