A Real Man Faces A Strong Opponent Directly (3)

"It has been fifty years! Our Diabolism has lived in seclusion for fifty years! Now that we have returned, we will definitely rule the Underworld!"

Amidst the towering mountain range and below the majestic tallest peak of Huashan, Emperor Qi stood in the air and spoke plainly.

Emperor Qi's voice instantly turned the attention of the crowd from the Dragon Sect as the crowd turned to look at the leader of Diabolism with great excitement.

"Fifty years ago, I, Nie Wushuang, could suppress your Diabolism. Today, I will still be able to do so. The Underworld is still going to be our Underworld!"

Nie Wushuang lifted his head slightly and an intense battle will emitted from his body.

"Great! Show it to me then! Will you be the king of the Underworld or will I declare myself the Emperor of the Underworld?" 

Emperor Qi levitated upwards. A terrifying devilish aura was released from his body and the coffin behind him.

Dang dang dang!