"I did what you asked."
"I hope you won't disappoint me. You know that when I get angry, the consequences are severe."
Spoken by the figure, these somewhat childish words carried no hint of a joke. Instead, they sent chills down one's spine.
In the era when the Six Imperials had yet to emerge, Ran Deng's evil nature was already one of the most terrifying existences in this world.
Even one of the weaker Six Imperials, someone like the Longevity Great Emperor, might not have dared claim certain victory against Ran Deng's evil nature after it had continuously grown and devoured.
Yet against an existence of such strength, the figure had used only one finger.
"Continue. I'm tired and need to rest."
"This energy has ultimately been depleted too much."
"Otherwise, casually slaughtering all living beings might have been a rather good choice."
The figure shook his head regretfully and gradually dissipated.
"The past has arrived. Karma has ended."
"In the future, you lost."
"What a pity."
As that familiar voice rang out once more, Leiyin Temple returned to silence.
Vaguely, Ran Deng's good and evil natures could be seen constantly kneaded together in a pair of bloodstained hands. In the end, they fused into one and were pressed against the wall, allowing it to swallow them.
"Why is this content so profound?"
"I can't understand it!"
Inside that pitiful tree, Wang Ye helplessly opened his eyes, filled with anxiety.
Rows upon rows of complex words continuously formed in his mind, only to be scattered again and again. Whenever Wang Ye gained even the slightest insight, it would be interrupted, leaving him unable to comprehend it.
"Could it... be because of this?"
Wang Ye lowered his head and looked at his chest. The iron shard emitted a faint glow,