The Black Water Demigod turned to look at the people, revealing a breath that suppressed even the air itself. The crowd was terrified, retreating until their legs trembled and almost collapsing to the ground, fearing that the Black Water Demigod might kill them.
Everyone knew that the Black Water Demigod was warning them not to seize the fruit of dominion. Everyone hastily opened their mouths.
"The fruit of dominion belongs to the elder."
"That's right."
"Please pick the fruit."
…
At this moment, a figure flickered into view. It was a cultivator in a black robe, wearing a ghost mask, whose gender was indistinguishable, exuding a thick aura of death.
The Black Water Demigod narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that this black-robed cultivator was merely an early-stage cultivator of the Demigod Domain. He dismissed them, coldly saying: "What are you standing there for?"
