The Tyrant Wang Ye!0

That raspy voice fell silent, and the pale hand loosened its grip on the bat.0

“Go back. Remember, you are not to look back, nor are you to tell anyone you were here.”0

The black bat felt a massive weight lift from its shoulders. It nodded. “This disciple understands!”1

With that, it beat its wings and soared into the distance.0

But before it got far, its body exploded with a bang.0

“Founder, you….!” The black bat cried out in astonishment, but its voice quickly came to an abrupt halt as its fragmented corpse scattered into ash.0

“Child, the gods are watching the Immortal Realm, and the shadow of divine misfortune is omnipresent. You ought to have been willing to sacrifice your life the moment you agreed to come here to deliver a message.”1

The large white hands disappeared.0

Deep within the plains covered by eternal, unmelting ice, beneath countless layers of hidden realms, there lay an underground palace. Everything was shrouded in darkness, with only a single bronze lamp for light. 0

A youthful, beautifully handsome man opened his hand, and a talisman floated into the air.0

This was the talisman the black bat...0