Lu Changfeng had just joined the Divine Ruins—no, he had not yet fully joined the Divine Ruins. Naturally, he did not know what kind of organization the Divine Ruins was.
A thousand years already counted as Qin Luo giving Dongfang Zhuo a long time to live.
Whoosh! The Soul-Control Heavenly Scripture appeared above Lu Changfeng's head. "This is the final step to joining my Divine Ruins."
"System, shake off Dongfang Zhuo for me."
Su Qichen at the World Lord Realm, Mid-Stage, was already difficult to kill. Dongfang Zhuo, at the Late World Lord Realm, was even harder to kill.
Qin Luo would never go all in. Villain Points had to be used at critical moments.
[System suggestion: Consume 300 billion Villain Points to conceal the Crimson Firmament Tomb within layer upon layer of interstitial... space.] [Layer upon layer, an interstice within an interstice, increasing the difficulty of the other party's search. The host may freely open the entrance to the Crimson Firmament Tomb. At the same time, expand the Crimson Firmament Tomb's absorption range, absorbing more secret realms and secret arts to strengthen the Crimson Firmament Tomb.]
"Fine, let's do it."
He had already obtained 4.5 trillion. What were a mere 300 billion? Just loose change, enough to spend freely.
After the 300 billion Villain Points were spent, Dongfang Zhuo, who had already broken through the spatial barrier and was about to pass into the Crimson Firmament Tomb, suddenly discovered another layer of space before him.
His expression immediately darkened.
"What a strange place. But so what if it is strange?"
"Lu Changfeng, you cannot escape from the palm of my hand."
Onward!
Inside the tomb, Lu Changfeng looked at the Soul-Control Heavenly Scripture, hesitation surfacing on his face.
Joining the Divine Ruins was one thing. Handing his