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Ling Yun paused, wondering what on earth she had experienced. At that time, that look in her eyes had been filled with persistence.

In the end, harboring a shred of kindness, he had passed down a set of cultivation techniques to her.

Dead?

There was not much surprise on Ling Yun's face; being an assassin required a readiness to die.

"How... did she die?"

"Reporting to Emperor Lord, it was because of a map—she was hunted down." A You wept bitterly.

"What map?" Ling Yun furrowed his brow.

"This..." A You was evasive, making it blatantly obvious that he did not want to say, his heart fluttering with intense panic.

"Your power belongs to your mother, doesn't it?"

"How do you know?" A You raised his gaze, filled with disbelief.

"Because that set of cultivation techniques belongs to this emperor, and all your power was passed to you by her right before she died," Ling Yun said indifferently.

A You stood frozen in shock, for all of this was true.

With the sound of thud, thud, thud echoing from all around, quite a few more people arrived, only to be indiscriminately pierced right through by Ling Yun's Divine Light. Dead bodies littered the surroundings, and the stench of blood permeated the air.

After a moment of silence, A You composed his emotions. "It is a map recording the ancient divine artifact, the Century Bell."

"Interesting, interesting."

Just as he finished speaking, Ling Yun's expression abruptly changed, turning extremely ugly and full of fury. With a single wave of his large hand, the surrounding ground shook violently, as though threatening to shatter First Heaven itself.

A You retreated in unison, failing to understand what kind of madness had seized Supreme Emperor Lord.

An ancient divine artifact?

He had walked into a