The Dark Night Supreme Seat had already arrived. As Yama entered, the nine stone doors closed, blocking all outside perception.

Qin Yu went straight to the point. He asked, “Yama, tell us all that you know.”

Yama nodded. Her ice cold voice flowed out from her dark gold mask. “The change occurred suddenly. By the time I realized it I had already fallen into their trap. Three God Slaying Ballistas shot at me simultaneously. I was suppressed by the power of the rules so I couldn’t avoid them, and as a result my avatar fell into a hopeless situation. In the final moments I had no choice but to blow up my avatar and send the Samsara treasure back to the Demonic Path’s small world.”

The Dark Night Supreme Seat frowned. “In other words, you didn’t even see your opponent before your avatar was killed?”

Yama fiercely turned around, “Supreme Seat may try experiencing being locked onto by three God Slaying Ballistas and then being sneak attacked by someone else. I’d like to see if you can avoid it!”

“Humph!” The Dark Night Supreme Seat had an ugly complexion.

Qin Yu said, “It isn’t the time for the two of you to argue...