A smile lingered on Ling Yun's face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"As for what ancient times were like, needless to say, those who offend me must all die. They are merely souls that died at my hands, and their deaths are not to be pitied."
His tone also held anger. It was precisely because of that battle just now, where the Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor had held the Demon Moon Empress hostage, even killed her, and in the end fled without fighting.
Upon hearing this, the Demon Moon Empress and Miaoxin were shaken to the core.
Such arrogance; I'm afraid only the Ancient Underworld King existed in this world.
From what they knew, the Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor and the Hurricane God were both gods of ancient times. Although they were possessed by vengeful spirits, their power was still so formidable that she could not withstand a single move in the hands of the Eight Treasures Heavenly Emperor.
Ling Yun and his party walked all the way, observing the murals along the way. If the things in these murals were all true, then the former Haotian Sword Sect was likely to have surpassed the greatness of their cognition.
The firelight was dim, and those murals covered every wall. Beibei walked at the very front, while Beibei also appreciated these murals. The Demon Moon Empress and Miaoxin also took in those murals one by one.
The Hurricane Mausoleum was immense. Only by being in it could one feel its vastness. Ling Yun and the others walked for half an hour, yet they had just finished walking through a single corridor.
Before them was yet another endless passageway. Under the dim firelight, that passageway seemed boundless. This was extremely similar to a maze-like corridor, and they did not know where they