The blue-haired young man looked at Zhou Weiqing with gentle eyes; the golden trident in his hand seemed exceptionally dazzling.

“Who are you?” asked Zhou Weiqing, who was extremely vigilant. Another person finally appeared within the Netherworld. For all he knew, he might be part of the Lord of the Nether’s devious plans.

The blue-haired youth smiled, “From your point of view, I am probably known as a god.”

“God?” Zhou Weiqing was dumbstruck.

The blue-haired man nodded, “Let me deal with your biggest trouble first, before I explain any further.” As he spoke, he turned his body slightly, facing the direction of where the Lord of the Nether was at.

“What god? Die!” The Lord of the Nether roared in anger and fear. His curled up body abruptly leapt up and charged towards the blue-haired youth. He erupted the remaining original Destructive Energy that he had.

He was well-aware that he was most likely unable to survive today. The moment the Creation Saint Energy appeared within Zhou Weiqing and Tian’er’s bodies, under the light of the Saint Infant, he knew for a fact that he was done for. At that moment, all he could think of was to use his familiarity with the Netherworld to temporarily hide himself, to prolong his life that was almost ending. However, from the looks of it now, it was evidently impossible for him to do that. Under the illumination of the all-encompassing Creation Energy, it was absolutely impossible for him to cover his tracks, let alone hide himself.

The blue-haired youth seemed to...