Sovereign Black Hand threw his hand out in front of him, drawing on the godly-class energy art that was the Black Hell God-Imprisoning Hand. Darkness and gloom spread everywhere, and the muffled rumble of thunder filled the area as he tried to resist Yang Qi.

He held nothing back. There was no way that he would agree to get on his hands and knees and serve as a mount. He would rather die first.

Sovereign Black Hand was widely regarded as being invincible, the type of person who could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, and at the same time create suns and moons. He was the sole commander in chief of an entire immortal world army, so how could he possibly kneel to some other person?

“Is that really a godly-class energy art? As far as I'm concerned, it’s nothing but child’s play. Begone!” Yang Qi flicked his finger and a stream of light shot out that completely dispelled the darkness in the area.

Then he reached out with his hand...