Nan Zhaoming said unhurriedly, “We are soon-to-be Abyssal Knights who hail from the Abyss and serve the Abyssal Monarch and the High Priest. By the order of the Abyssal Monarch, we have come over in advance to take over this world.”

“Those who submit will live, and those who rebel will die!”

His voice gradually sank. “So what is your choice? Do you choose to live, or do you choose to die?”

Mu Xuanyin was powerful enough to sense their deadly strength as a matter of course. The six men were obviously carrying varying degrees of injuries on their person, but their auras… were only second to the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor who returned from the crimson crack in the Wall of Primal Chaos back then.

The Abyss? Mu Xuanyin frowned deeply to herself.

Nan Zhaoguang raised a hand and said, “She’s probably the emperor of this divine region, so she does not fall under the category of people we should not kill indiscriminately. Long story short, save your breath and kill her already. If nothing else, it will be much easier for us to take over this divine region.”

“...” Nan Zhaoming did not disagree. Clearly, their way of doing things was very different from that of Mo Beichen.

“Before that though,” Nan Zhaoguang’s expression turned mocking, “I am interested to know how far the greatest experts of this world can struggle.”

“I personally think you’ll be disappointed, but sure,” Nan Zhaoguang said with a smirk. “Go teach her a lesson, Yin Feng....