The nine-headed monster hung its head low, looking utterly foolish.
After all, either the entity behind the Dark Cage or the person before it was far beyond its capability to contend with.
In the face of both, it simply had no standing to criticize or judge.
Because either party possessed the strength to suppress it effortlessly.
As a weakling, regardless of which side it was placed on, it was just a defeated underling. Even the combined efforts of the nine Immortal Kings from the past were no match for their opponent, what basis did it have to question them?
Even if what was said was just a boast, it still emanated from a place of power.
At this thought.
The nine-headed monster couldn't help feeling a bit sentimental.
Especially the Primordial Spirit that had once established the Immortal Cultivation System, it was even more wistful.
