"Hahaha! Nether River Old Ghost, Wukong was right, you cannot torment him, and he cannot torment you either, so why continue this battle? In my opinion, you should open up the Sea of Blood, let him go, and earn some goodwill. Wouldn't that be better? If you want to fight, I'll fight with you, how about that?"
A light laughter suddenly came from outside the Boundless Blood Sea, followed by a strange force prying open a gap in the Blood Sea. A silhouette entered step by step from outside the Boundless Blood Sea, pushing back the turbulent Blood Sea waves wherever he passed—who else could it be but the Yama Heavenly Son?
"Yama Old Ghost, instead of cultivating in your Nether Palace, why do you meddle in this old ancestor's business? Are you that bored or what?"
Nether River Old Ancestor was quite speechless, his expression was like someone with constipation, and within the whole Netherworld, there was only Yama Heavenly Son whom he had reason to fear!
