Wan Mo had already been a peerless powerhouse of the Thousand Layer Dao Realm during the Middle Ancient Era, one of the great figures of the abyss. Many in the abyss even called him Demon Ancestor Wan Mo.
During a great war against the human race, he was defeated and captured. From then on, he was imprisoned in Condam Prison, nailed to a wall, unable to see the light of day for over a hundred epochs.
Now, after more than a hundred epochs had passed, he had finally waited for the day Condam Prison underwent an abnormal change. Even his own seal had been unintentionally undone. He had thought he would finally regain his freedom. Yet, just as he fled to the entrance of the Fifth Underground Level, he discovered that the entire Fifth Underground Level had been completely sealed off.
Before he could decide what to do, he found himself surrounded by a powerful skeleton legion. Even the weakest among them possessed Emperor Realm strength, and there was even an unfathomable humanoid skeleton that had clearly surpassed the Thousand Layer Dao Realm. Under the other party's pressure, the already weakened Demon Ancestor Wan Mo obediently chose to submit. He silently comforted himself, Following this skeleton is still better than being locked in prison, unable to move at all! It wasn't as if I hadn't played the grandson when I first crawled out of the abyss. As long as I endure it, there will always come a day when I rise again.
"To keep you from lying, I should leave a mark on you!" Abyssal Demon Ancestor said, pointing a finger at Wan Mo's forehead.
Wan Mo wanted to dodge, but the sight of those hollow eye sockets made his heart tremble for no reason. He allowed the finger to