"Who among your people knows where the Inheritance Land that grants the mark between your brows is?"
Jun Rushi smiled as he put the question to the three of them.
At his words, all three faces changed slightly.
Hesitation appeared on each of their faces.
Jun Rushi had nearly wiped out the Nether Clan's Imperial Clan.
But as long as the Inheritance Land remained in their hands, their bloodline would not die out.
If they lost it, then even if these so-called royals survived,
their descendants would be no different from ordinary members of the Deep Abyss Nether Clan.
So when they heard Jun Rushi's question, all three hesitated.
Seeing this, Jun Rushi's smile slowly faded. A thread of killing intent stabbed at their hearts like a needle.
The early-stage Ascendant royal and one of the two at Great Perfection of the Soul Transformation realm
were afraid, but after gritting their teeth, both chose to remain silent.
The other royal at Great Perfection of the Soul Transformation realm, however, had lost his nerve completely.
Jun Rushi's killing intent made him shudder. Losing control, he cried out,
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!
I know where the sacred land is! I know where it is! Don't kill me!"
The faces of the other two royals changed sharply.
The early-stage Ascendant royal snapped in anger,
"Sixth Son, shut your mouth! Would you betray our ancestors?
Say one more word, you unfilial wretch, and even if it kills me, I'll deal with you myself!"
The terrified Soul Transformation royal was his sixth son.
Seeing that his son was about to give away their ancestral secret, the Ascendant royal hurried to stop him.
Jun Rushi gave a cold smile.
"Oh, really?"
A chilling glint flashed in his eyes.
He activated the restrictions inside the