The Yama Ancestors were so powerful that it was downright degrading to make them suppress a Divine Sovereign personally, much less all three at once… but Yun Che’s order was absolute, and that was that.

Tian Guhu’s knees hit the ground with a resounding crack. He felt like a million mountains were sitting on his shoulders, and the only body part he could still move was his eyeballs. He didn’t try to struggle, however. Any one of the powers suppressing him right now could wipe out his very existence in the blink of an eye. Resist? Was that a joke?

Bang!

Yun Che summoned a pitch-black cauldron before dropping it heavily before Tian Guhu. It was none other than the devil origin artifact of the Yama Realm, the Yama Devil Nether Crossing Cauldron.

Every Yama Devil in the room was stunned by Yun Che’s actions.

Is he planning to… Yan Tianxiao turned cold when a memory flashed across his mind. He subconsciously raised his foot to take a step forward, but immediately restrained both his footsteps and the words that were about to tumble out of his mouth.

Yun Che’s palm swam slowly above the cauldron. When he lifted his palm, a pitch-black flame rose from the cauldron and came to a stop between his fingers.

All light inside the imperial hall was devoured by the darkness of that black flame the moment it appeared. Its presence also pierced through everyone’s eyes and filled up their heart and soul… it was...