The Emotions That Held Them in Their Thrall, Dog Emperor Secret Realm

Lu Lin smiled but didn't answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Kui, what secrets does this altar hold? Why don't you give us a rough explanation?"

Kui said nothing. He looked at Lu Lin calmly and slowly shook his head.

"So you can't?"

"Then forget it."

Lu Lin spread his hands. "Trust is the foundation of cooperation. If you won't even tell us something this simple, we can't very well go in there with you."

"What if you intend to blood-sacrifice us to achieve some goal?"

As soon as Lu Lin said this, the Martial Artists following behind him paled.

When they had heard Kui invite them to open the altar together, everyone had been thrilled.

No one had ever entered the altar before.

If they could be the first, they'd have a story to brag about for the rest of their lives.

But only when Lu Lin said it aloud did everyone realize how dangerous this could be.

This was the last place in the inner domain: an unknown altar. How could there possibly be no danger? If Lu Lin hadn't led the way through the Death Chasm just now, they would never have made it across.

Most importantly—

These black-clad Martial Artists were all from the Revival Society.

They didn't care about honor, and their word certainly couldn't be trusted.

By now, even the Martial Artists from places like Sacred Martial Pavilion and Chifeng Martial Arts Hall, as well as those from the academies, knew something about the Revival Society. They understood it was an organization that would stop at nothing to achieve its goals.

When push came to shove, its members would even offer themselves up. They certainly wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice strangers.

Everyone took a step back in unison, watching the Revival Society's Martial Artists warily.

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