Dark Immortal Court!
Jun Wangyou had chosen this name after careful consideration.
He did not want to be a good person, following the rules and slowly building up his power.
That was too slow and too boring. It was not what he wanted.
He only wanted speed—to obtain everything he desired in the shortest time possible.
What rules, righteous path, Demonic Path—they were never within his consideration.
Besides, the prisoners in the Primordial Prison Pagoda had never been good people to begin with.
Since that was the case, he might as well directly establish the most evil force of all.
Disregard every rule, exist beyond laws and order, and stop at nothing to achieve one's goals!
"My father is the Heavenly Emperor of the Supreme Heavenly Court. Then I shall become the Dark Heavenly Emperor of the Dark Immortal Court!"
At the center of the training ground, Jun Wangyou's gaze was deep and unfathomable as a trace of sinister aura radiated from his body.
The surrounding prodigies inexplicably felt chills run down their spines as they stared at Jun Wangyou in horror.
Jun Wangyou ignored them. With a thought, he entered the Primordial Prison Pagoda.
It was still that chaotic expanse. Jun Wangyou stood suspended in the air before the Primordial Prison Pagoda. With a thought, he released every prisoner.
More than fifty thousand prisoners of varying realms and identities stood within the chaotic space, every one of them looking bewildered.
"You there, brat! Were you the one who released us?"
Among the prisoners, a scar-faced burly man noticed Jun Wangyou and barked a harsh question.
Jun Wangyou looked over, his eyes narrowing slightly, before reaching out and grabbing through the air.
Bang!
The burly man who had spoken instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Whoosh!
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