The Peerless War King on the Brink of Death!

[Exhaustion was swept away, wounds stopped bleeding, and fear vanished.]

[The last few hundred elite fighters unleashed a roar that shook the heavens and charged into the Fortress's inner city.]

[Luo Yiyi led the charge.]

[She still had three wounds piercing straight through her body, each seeping blood, but her sword was faster than ever.]

[With one slash, she shattered the inner city's formation core, and the formation's light burst apart with a thunderous crash.]

[The weird cultivators' final defense line collapsed.]

[Some knelt in surrender, some scattered and fled, and some desperately detonated their own source of the weird, dissolving into clouds of black blood mist.]

[In less than an hour, the Fortress's inner city was completely overrun.]

[You stood before Gluttony's throne.]

[The throne was fashioned from white bones, each giving off a faint spiritual power fluctuation.]

[They were all human bones.]

[Strange totems were carved into the throne's armrests, depicting Gluttony devouring all things.]

[More than a dozen fist-sized gems were embedded in the throne's back, each containing energy of a different attribute.]

[They were essences of power Gluttony had extracted from those he had devoured.]

[You reached out and pressed your hand against the throne.]

[Gray void power surged from your palm and engulfed the entire throne.]

[The bones turned to ash, the gems crumbled to powder, and the totems vanished. Even the abnormal aura in the air was scoured clean by the void power.]

[The throne disappeared.]

[In its place was a door.]

[A stone door hidden beneath the floor, pinned beneath the throne for ten thousand years.]

[Ancient formation patterns were carved into the stone door. They had dimmed, but their human style was still recognizable.]

[At the center of the stone door was a recess—its shape was identical to the "Ming" character branded