This was a deep underground palace.
At the center of the underground palace lay a pool of blood.
Blood mist swirled within it, and the bloodwater churned.
A girl with long dark green hair was trapped inside, enduring unceasing torment.
Thud, thud, thud.
Footsteps approached!
The girl opened her eyes, stained by the blood mist, and vaguely saw an incomparably handsome young man standing in this scarlet world.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her coldly.
"Raise an army for a thousand days, use it for a single moment. Little Fish, you committed a grave mistake. I hope you can atone for it this time and make up for your faults with merit."
As the young man spoke, an evil smile curved across his lips.
"What are you trying to do again? Other than joining forces with the Myriad Sects to protect ourselves, do we have any other way out?"
The girl's breath was weak, her voice hoarse.
"Hehe, you know nothing. Of course, there's no need for you to know."
After saying that, he lightly reached out, pinched the blood-mist-wreathed girl out of the blood pool, and tossed her onto the ground beside it.
Looking at the girl surrounded by roiling blood mist and resentment, Dreamless Immortal Lord said, "Little Fish, luckily I had you to absorb this blood resentment for me. Otherwise, I'd definitely have been finished. Hehe. I'll keep this debt of hatred in mind for you—you should remember it too."
The girl looked at him coldly. Her expression was listless, and she had no strength to respond.
"Today, I'll show you a surprise."
Dreamless Immortal Lord raised both arms.
The blood pool before him began to churn, and all the bloodwater flew in every direction, splashing outward.
For a moment, the bottom