Just then, a hearty laugh echoed from the distance.
A man clad in black could be seen approaching from atop a distant cliff, his feet seemingly stepping on thin air.
With each step the man in black took upon the void, a black lotus would emerge beneath his feet, a natural manifestation of his Inner Qi that supported him like a staircase.
The man's face was shrouded in a veil of dark mist, obscuring his true features, with long black hair reminiscent of ancient times.
He wore a long black robe, surrounded by strands of dark Qi, and radiated a chilling presence as if hailing from the depths of the Nine Gates of Hell.
After a few dozen steps across the void, he created a black lotus the size of a footbath beneath his feet, upon which he stood aloft in the intangible black lotus flower.
His hands folded behind his back, he looked every bit the Sovereign of the Nine Netherworlds!
