Nether Prison, Dark Abyss—the will of the Lord of Darkness descended, instantly erasing the existence of three Martial Venerates.
The absolute ruler of the World of Darkness could decide life and death with a single thought.
Death knelt upon the ground, her expression grave.
"The Mortal Realm has rebuilt the Immortal Realm. My power can no longer suppress that Lord of the Mortal Realm," Mingyuan answered respectfully.
"The Immortal Realm."
A chill flashed through the Lord of Darkness's voice. "A mere incomplete Immortal Realm has rendered you helpless. Mingyuan, you have disappointed this seat's expectations."
"Forgive me, my lord."
Mingyuan said in a solemn voice, "I ask my lord to grant this subordinate one more chance."
"This seat shall give you one final chance. Next time, if you still cannot retrieve the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, you should know your fate."
As the words fell, the terrifying pressure within the Dark Abyss gradually receded. A moment later, it vanished without a trace.
The Lord of Darkness departed. Mingyuan rose to her feet and turned to look toward the Mortal Realm, a cold gleam flashing in her eyes.
A short while later, Mingyuan entered the Dark Abyss and disappeared into the end of darkness.
The Lord of the Mortal Realm's strength had surpassed expectations. She had to release it.
At the end of the Dark Abyss, black flames coiled through the air. Stone gates opened one after another as Mingyuan walked amid layer upon layer of seals, her expression grave.
After passing through an unknown number of stone gates, Mingyuan stopped before the final seal. The Death Scythe appeared in her hand and slashed toward the stone gate ahead.
With a thunderous boom, the stone gate shattered, and the seal opened.
In an instant, an exceptionally violent fiendish might surged outward.