Tianlang Mountain's main peak, underground palace.
The Greedy Wolf Divine General's corpse lay in a pool of blood, his eyes still open in death.
More than twenty Martial Kings knelt trembling in the hall, falling over one another to reveal every faction and stronghold Divine Domain controlled in China.
Li Yun stood with his hands behind his back, the Heaven-Slaying Treasure Blade already sheathed.
He looked down at the Martial Kings. Heaven's Will spread like an invisible net, holding their wills fast.
The Seals hidden inside them had long since crumbled beneath its crushing force.
Without the Seals threatening them, no one feared death more or was more willing to cooperate.
A moment later, hurried footsteps sounded in the passage.
Shen Qingyun and Shen Qingyi swept into the hall one after the other, power surging around them, plainly prepared for a bitter fight. Instead, they found wreckage and a hall full of kneeling Martial Kings.
Shen Qingyun stopped dead.
His gaze swept the hall—more than twenty Martial Kings knelt on the floor, faces deathly pale and eyes full of terror.
At the center of the hall lay the Greedy Wolf Divine General's corpse. A blade wound pierced straight through his chest, and blood still flowed slowly from it.
Li Yun stood beside the corpse, without a single drop of blood on his robes.
"This..." Shen Qingyun opened his mouth, then found he had no idea what to say.
Shen Qingyi was just as horrified. She hurried to the Greedy Wolf Divine General's corpse and crouched to examine it. The cut was clean and decisive. One stroke had killed him, with no wasted motion.
She looked up at Li Yun, disbelief filling her eyes.
"You did this... all by yourself?"
Li Yun merely smiled in reply.
Shen Qingyi fell silent. It