"Hahaha, I, the Netherworld Ancestor, have awoken!"
In Huaxia, in a certain neighborhood, a middle-aged man suddenly burst into laughter, startling his wife who was watching TV beside him. She looked at the man with tension and worry:
"Honey, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting crazy?"
"Haha, just an ordinary woman, and you think you deserve to be my wife?!" The Netherworld Ancestor abruptly turned his head, sneering at the woman with eyes filled with infinite murderous intent, causing her to be utterly terrified.
"Who are you, you're not my husband!" The woman was so frightened she quickly backed away, going to the kitchen to grab a knife, pointing it at the Netherworld Ancestor.
At present, times were different, and she immediately realized this wasn't her husband standing before her.
"Not even a magical treasure, and you think you can hurt me?" The Netherworld Ancestor sneered coldly, releasing an aura of Mahayana Stage.
