Inside the great hall, the thirty-odd Fusion Dao Realm experts who had just escaped with their lives, their minds still unsettled, all shuddered slightly.
Most trembled out of simple fear.
But one man's trembling was entirely different from the others'.
His was the fear of a guilty thief, rising from deep within his heart.
True Lord Bone-Eroding buried his head deep in the crook of his arms, wishing he could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
His mind was in utter chaos.
How could this happen?
How had things come to this?
Back then, he had only wanted to use the Great Luo True Realm experts of the Primordial Universe to cause Zhou Ming and his companions a little trouble and vent his spite.
He had never imagined that the fire would end up burning him—and the entire Abyssal Sea Divine Pivot!
How could these subtle changes in him escape True Lord Jiemie's eyes?
Jiemie's gaze, like two invisible swords, instantly locked onto True Lord Bone-Eroding.
"Bone-Eroding."
Jiemie slowly spoke his name.
True Lord Bone-Eroding's body abruptly stiffened, as though struck by lightning.
He felt an utterly frigid killing intent lock firmly onto him.
He knew he could no longer hide it.
"Raise your head."
Jiemie's voice remained calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
With great difficulty, True Lord Bone-Eroding raised his head, inch by inch.
His face was pale as paper, his lips trembling so badly that he could not utter a complete sentence.
Seeing him like this, Kongxuan, Xu Yuan, Blood Butcher, and Wuwang understood immediately.
This fool was the root of the problem!
"Speak."
Jiemie's patience seemed to have run out.
The killing intent locked onto True Lord Bone-Eroding grew increasingly tangible, as though it might grind him to dust at any moment.
"I...