A thick scent of blood filled the air.0

At the peak of Blood Dome Mountain, only Yu Kunzi remained.  0

The atmosphere was deathly still. 0

Lin Xun paused his attack and said, “Now, I’ll also give you two choices.”0

Yu Kunzi’s expression flickered between pale and livid. Indescribable humiliation and sorrow was surging in his heart. He was the high and mighty leader of the Holy Illumination Ancient Sect, a ruler-like being in the Ancient Nebula Underworld, but now, he had fallen to this desperate state, powerless to control his own fate.  0

“Speak.” His voice was hoarse and low. 0

At the foot of the mountain, the gathered cultivators couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. 0

It had been a massacre. Emperors were cut down like mere blades of grass. If they had not witnessed with their own eyes, who would have believed that Emperor Daoyuan, a fourth realm Emperor, could wield such monstrous power?0

Now, even a figure as lofty as Yu Kunzi had no choice but to bow his head!0

“First, tell me the secret to controlling the power of this mountain, and I will grant you a complete corpse and let it remain in this world.”0

As soon as Lin Xun spoke, Yu Kunzi let out a furious laugh, “I knew it!” 0

He finally understood why Lin Xun...0