The Iron Enclosure Realm, which should have been boundless and flawless, had actually developed a massive breach. Darkness was no longer endless, the Iron Enclosure was no longer whole, and all things now had an end.
The Sky Rift gaped like a crack.
Beyond Lie Que, light cascaded like a waterfall, piercing the darkness and surging freely, spreading openly through that dark hell and vaporizing countless souls.
It also illuminated the face at the deepest part of the Iron Enclosure.
Xu Youquan!
Regrettably, this esteemed Celestial was currently bleeding profusely.
A bone-deep gash had appeared across his wrist, nearly severing it entirely. And in that badly wounded hand, of the Xu Family Three Brothers he had been carrying, only one and a half remained...
More precisely, three halves.
One upper half and two lower halves.
Leaving Xu Lingyue and Xu Lingshou's asses to hang from trees back home, he had only managed to recover one Xu Lingwei out of the three brothers...
Under the heavenly light, laughter sounded. The figure standing with his hands behind his back studied Xu Youquan's appearance and curiously asked, "Nephew Xu, it has been years since we last met. Now that old friends have reunited, why do you look so gloomy, as though your parents had died?"
His face was like jade, his bearing handsome and refined.
This was what they called the talent of a celestial being.
At first glance, he looked like a youth, without the slightest trace of age. He was smiling with exceptional amiability now, making it impossible to imagine the ruthless ferocity he had displayed just moments ago.
More strangely, no matter from which direction one looked, that figure seemed to be facing them directly, looking at them, speaking to them.
The master of the Lou Clan, the Celestial who