With a "boom" sound.
The Heaven-Arrow Death God landed heavily on the ground.
The death aura around him surged, just one strike from Xu Zimei, and the powerful force was like turbulent waves.
The Heaven-Arrow Death God's expression changed drastically.
He asked, "What level of manifested essence blood is that?"
"Do you need to ask?" Xu Zimei replied indifferently.
"With Three Corpses as the watershed, now, you are nothing but an ant."
"Daring to trespass in my Netherworld Realm means certain death," the Heaven-Arrow Death God said coldly.
"Even if I die in battle today, the Lord will avenge me and resurrect me."
The people of this Netherworld Realm seemed fearless of death.
Because they understood, if the Lord of the Dead Spirits showed mercy, they could all be resurrected.
The Heaven-Arrow Death God slowly stood up.
Xu Zimei's single blow left him severely injured, like a blade of grass swaying in the storm, ready to fall at any moment.
