"The Death God Race?" Realm Mountain Head Seat and Lu Yin exclaimed at the same time. They had very different reactions to the Death God Race: one was wary, while the other was curious.
The Prison Lord glanced at the swamp. A broken section of chain lay beside him. He slapped a palm against the swamp, and Kunze trembled. The many guards and prison wardens, including Lord Pig and Lu Cha, came to their senses, as did the prisoners.
When the prisoners realized their chains had snapped, they were overjoyed and rushed out of the swamp, hoping to escape. But Realm Mountain Head Seat glared at them, and a terrifying aura swept through the void, knocking the unfortunate prisoners unconscious again.
"Lord Prison Lord! Lord Prison Lord, are you all right?" Lord Pig shouted. He had clearly already seen the Prison Lord sitting there, but still deliberately called out.
Lu Yin released his domain, sweeping it over the prisoners one by one. Suddenly, his expression froze. Within his domain, he saw Lu Yan. Lu Yan was dead.
Among all the prisoners in Kunze, Lu Yan was the only one who had died. The reason was obvious: this was the New Human Alliance's retaliation. The destruction of the New Human Alliance's headquarters in the Inner and Outer Universe had cost them dearly. They hadn't retaliated against Lu Yin directly; instead, they had eliminated Lu Yan.
Lu Cha also realized that her father was dead. Tears silently rolled down her face.
The Prison Lord remained silent.
Realm Mountain Head Seat frowned as he looked around. "There's more than just the aura of the Death God Race. This is... the Burial Garden?"
The Prison Lord was surprised. "The Burial Garden?"
Realm Mountain Head Seat nodded. "There's no mistake. It's the aura of the