"If anyone else dares to voice their objections, they can stay here and save themselves the embarrassment of following me!"
The Nether Emperor glanced over the group of his offspring, speaking coldly, showing no sign of kinship towards them.
He had poured so much effort into Young Master You, and compared to him, these children were nothing but good-for-nothing idlers.
Therefore, after the death of Young Master You, the Nether Emperor's fury inevitably turned towards these children.
Facing the Nether Emperor's scathing rebuke, the young lords and princesses of the Netherworld felt both angry and wronged, none daring to lift their heads to look at the Nether Emperor.
Meanwhile, a hundred Netherworld Generals had expanded the black hole to a diameter of a kilometer, yet they did not cease their efforts.
Thirty million Netherworld Soldiers needed an even wider passage.
