C773 Dark

"Respected Lord Chaos."

Above a pitch-black abyss, a young man was bowing with a hint of netherworld spiritual energy.

"Weak lowly human, why did you come to disturb my slumber?" A cold voice came from the bottom of the abyss.

The young man's expression was respectful as he slowly said: "I am, the descendant of the Yin Nether King