A Life-and-Death Trust

In the room, everyone stared blankly as a mysterious small sword circled and danced around a pitch-black palace above Li Ye's head.

The runes on both weapons had awakened, radiating peerless pressure.

The room blazed with light, shimmering in a riot of color.

The pressure was not strong, but its essence was terrifying.

It made them tremble from the depths of their souls, as if they wanted to kneel and worship.

"This is... one of the Eighteen Layers of Hell!"

The Lu Clan Ancestor cried out.

Lu Wangshan and the others looked at one another, each seeing the shock in the others' eyes.

What? The Eighteen Layers of Hell?

The weapon of that ancient Invincible One, Underworld Emperor's master?

Li Ye nodded slightly.

"Hahaha... hahaha..."

"Heaven's will. This truly is heaven's will."

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have needed to test you, young brother."

The Lu Clan Ancestor roared with laughter.

As everyone looked on in astonishment, golden glimmers appeared in his cloudy old eyes, shining brilliantly.

Then he slowly rose and got out of bed.

He bowed to Li Ye, his mouth opening and closing as he said, "This matter is of great importance. I have offended you, young friend."

"Please forgive me."

What a sly old fox!

Li Ye cursed inwardly, certain that the old man still had a terrifying trump card up his sleeve.

Without Li Ye's appearance, even if Gong Shaoyu had won the championship,

the other man probably wouldn't have made it out of the Lu Clan.

From Lu Wangshan and the others' anxious, wary expressions just now, they had probably been guarding against him too.

Even Yan Luotian and the others, who seemed all smiles and got along fairly well with him.

Sure enough, everyone who made it to this age was a damn