The Nether God Hall unleashed a bolt of black lightning that struck Lin Qi's divine soul with crushing force. Lin Qi's body swayed, and the power feeding the crystal ball was immediately cut off. He let out a heavy breath and returned the crystal ball to the Dragon Witch King.
Indeed, just as the Nether God Hall had said, no matter what this world had once been like, Lin Qi no longer had the right to look back through history! He could only keep looking ahead, keep moving forward, crush every enemy in his path beneath his feet—or be crushed beneath theirs.
Inside the Hall of the Undead, Gou Site stared viciously at the undead powerhouses, all of whom remained silent. He narrowed his eyes, slowly turning in place and making one unhurried circle, taking in the stiff expressions of every undead powerhouse. Only after a long, long while did Gou Site gently shake his head and mutter in a low voice, "What a disappointment. I knew it would turn out like this!"
A deep, hoarse voice, like a heavy stone being slowly dragged across gravel, came from above. "Gou Site, what are you trying to do? Are you questioning the correctness of the great Dragon Witch King? Do you intend to betray the Undead Abyss? Do you intend to betray the Dragon Witch King, your mentor?"
Another heavy voice descended from the heights like thunder, even making the ghostfires throughout the hall tremble. "Gou Site, do not forget that you were once nothing but a pitiful little wraith. It was Lord Dragon Witch King who pitied your fate, took you in as his disciple, and gave you the power and status you possess today! We can pretend not to have heard what you just said, but you must kneel