Inside the grand hall.
Only Mu Qing and Emperor Ming remained.
Mu Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, fully refining the energy of the Nine Mystic Spirit Flower.
Emperor Ming glanced over, his eyes reddening with envy.
Come on, I'm under your control now. That makes us one of our own.
Even if there's no meat, couldn't you at least give me some soup?
But Emperor Ming only thought it; he did not dare actually ask Mu Qing for a share.
In Slaughter Hall, he still had to rely on Mu Qing to make it out alive.
Emperor Ming stayed by Mu Qing's side, waiting idly.
Fortunately, Mu Qing had cultivated the Devouring Nine Arts, and refined this energy very quickly.
Behind Mu Qing, a starry sky emerged, and towering demon gods a thousand zhang high roared into existence.
Any one of these demon gods could easily tear apart a lower-level peak Great Emperor with its bare hands!
In the blink of an eye, a full ten demon gods had appeared!
Mu Qing suddenly opened his eyes, demonic qi shooting into the heavens!
The eleventh demon god stepped out from the starry sky behind him!
Mu Qing let out a long breath.
As expected of an Extreme Rank heavenly treasure—it had directly allowed him to break through to a second-stage upper Great Emperor!
Beside him, Emperor Ming was inwardly shocked, feeling that Mu Qing was becoming more and more terrifying.
"Let's go."
A faint smile played on Mu Qing's lips as he headed toward the fourth trial.
Yet Emperor Ming hesitated at this moment.
"Do you think... if I stay here the whole time, I won't need to keep taking the trials?"
Emperor Ming had an idea. Somewhat uncertain, he guessed, "This Slaughter Hall is mainly sustained by an enormous