"The King of Netherworld, is he finally going to appear?"
Xiao Zheng looked at the distant Death God Mountain and spoke as if talking to himself.
Although he was still a long distance from Death God Mountain, he could clearly sense in his heart that a powerful entity was slowly awakening within.
Evidently, the recent battle had already disturbed the long-slumbering King of Netherworld.
Xiao Zheng slightly lifted the corner of his mouth, and without any hesitation, flew directly toward Death God Mountain.
At this moment, in the entire Netherworld, aside from the awakening King of Netherworld, no one could pose a threat to him. Therefore, he had no scruples and began flying through the air directly.
After a few breaths, Xiao Zheng landed at the entrance of the ancient castle on Death God Mountain.
The outer walls of the ancient castle were covered with mottled marks left by the passage of time.
