Sixty years ago, most of the Human Race High Command offered up their lives for an ethereal hope.
But sixteen people withdrew from the sacrifice just before reaching the end.
The Fire Ape Supreme before him was one of those sixteen.
The greater reason Lin Yan had not killed him was that he still bore this in mind.
Although he had withdrawn from the sacrifice back then, he had once gone there intending to offer up his own life.
Only later, because the matter truly seemed too ethereal and he was unwilling to throw his life away for nothing, had he withdrawn.
Even after leaving, he had never exposed the Human Race High Command's scheme.
Nor had he used this matter to curry favor with the Divine Demon Tribe and beg for the chance to become a god or devil.
"If you hadn't acted, I probably would have left tomorrow."
Lin Yan sighed. "But why did you seek death?"
He reached out and gripped the Night Illuminator Divine Blade, slowly drawing it.
The blade gleamed sharply, its cold light reflecting everywhere.
At the same time, Lin Yan's height climbed to a hundred zhang as he looked down from above.
The Heavenly Eye between his brows opened, divine might rolling forth.
All living beings trembled in fear, not daring to face him directly.
"..."
The Fire Ape Supreme had transformed into an old red-furred ape. His face was hideous, his fangs sharp, his ferocity fully exposed.
His eyes were scarlet, and he said grimly, "Today, one of us must die!"
He waved a hand.
Countless flames burst forth above the mountain peak.
Every strand of fire seemed to be a long spear.
"Ten Thousand Streams of Falling Fire!"
The Fire Ape Supreme's eyes were filled with madness.
Every spear here had