Whoosh!
He had just hidden himself when he saw a flicker of light before him and two figures flew over.
Them?
Hidden within the barrier, Nie Yun quietly looked over. He actually knew the two people who appeared before him.
The emperor of the Eternal Night Dynasty!
Why had he come here in the dead of night? And judging by how familiar he was with the place, could it be that he had long known of this fissure's existence?
The Eternal Night Dynasty's emperor came to a stop. The person following behind him was someone Nie Yun had also seen at the banquet—a supremely loyal minister named Yong Zhao, a Great Triple Stage Half-step Ruler expert.
"Good, here will do!"
The Eternal Night Emperor came before the fissure and swept his gaze around, finding nothing. With a downward press of his hand, he suspended himself in midair.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yong Zhao nodded. With a grab of his large hand, a mass of dark clouds flew from his palm, spreading out densely.
"What is that?"
Seeing him toss out so many things at once, Nie Yun was initially stunned. But when he saw what they were, his scalp went numb and his face turned exceedingly grim!
They were actually all corpses!
Yong Zhao had scattered several million corpses. Every one of them was cold and stiff, and it was obvious at a glance that they had been dead for a long time.
"Begin!"
At the sight of these corpses, the Eternal Night Emperor's face remained utterly expressionless. With a point of his finger, a massive cauldron-like object appeared on the rock at the fissure's edge.
Whoosh!
With a flick of his finger, a blazing flame roared beneath the cauldron, surging skyward.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
With a light grasp, the corpses