“You think you have the right to sentence me to death? Who the hell do you think you are?”0

Despite the unimaginable amount of pressure pressing on against his body, despite the blood pouring down his cheeks like a flood, Ye Qing slowly but surely lifted his head and stared straight at the entity.0

He certainly wasn’t looking his best right now, and yet his tenacity and unyieldingness shone through it all.0

Ye Qing bent a finger and tapped himself in the forehead; the tianmen point to be exact. The tianmen point was described as the “Gate of Heaven”, and it was one of the most important lines of defense of one’s mind. Ye Qing wasn’t hiding celestial qi or auspicious aura inside his head, however. No, it was overflowing with demonic qi and calamity.0

Demonic qi boiled like fog, and demonic thought washed out like a shockwave. Both the sky and the earth instantly became so lofty it couldn’t be perceived, and so far that it couldn’t be seen. Everything looked blurry and chaotic as if this was the beginning of time where the world wasn’t created yet, and all that...0