The colossal hand formed from death energy paused, its voice seemingly filled with surprise: "I didn't expect you to still be alive. A human being actually possesses vitality comparable to beings like those in our forbidden zones."
"Of course I'm alive. My mission isn't over yet."
A cheerful voice rang out from the sky.
Are you sure you want to hurt him?
"Why wouldn't I dare?" the Lord of Death retorted.
"If you dare, you might as well take a look at his physique."
"..."
The sound falls.
Ning Tian clearly felt a divine thought flowing through his body.
"He... he is actually..."
The Lord of Death's voice was somewhat solemn: "No wonder he could dismantle my Palace of Death, formed by millions of years of death energy, with his bare hands..."
"Although he has not yet grown up."
"but……"
"If you still dare to hurt him, I might as well tell you some information. His first wife is a descendant of the Holy Sun God. I don't need to say more about how protective she is of her own. As for his second wife, she has the bloodline of the powerful demon god, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox."
"Even if these people working together can't flatten your black soil mountain, they should be able to make all your tens of millions of years of effort go to waste, right?"
"Death, are you sure you want to continue?"
A voice slowly rose from the sky.
These words were spoken.
A long silence fell over the Black Soil Dead Mountain.
Everyone was terrified, looking at the dead generals all around them and the ever-spreading death aura.
A long time passed.
"Never mind."
A sigh.
Then, the surrounding dead generals turned into black ash, and the death aura quietly dissipated.
Seeing this, Di Wuji and the others widened their eyes. Fellow Daoist Ning's background had actually scared this person away!?
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