Lei Yunting’s soul sat alone in a quiet, empty hall on the centermost peak. He stared at the jade slip in his hands in silence for a long, long time.0

It described the explanation Su Yi had come here for, just two questions.0

First, why did they send Tao Qian and the other Immortal Kings to kill him?0

Second, what was the truth behind the Bi’an Spirit Race’s demise?0

When he saw these questions, Lei Yunting knew with certainty that they wouldn’t escape disaster today!0

After a long silence, Lei Yunting let out a deep sigh. He wasn’t afraid to die, and he was already in such dire straits. Even if he didn’t answer Su Yi’s questions, he had no hope of getting out of this alive.0

What good would fear of death do him at a time like this? 0

No, he wasn’t afraid to die, but he was afraid of a life worse than death!0

A life worse than death. It was just a few simple words, but the thought alone was enough to make Lei Yunting shudder.0

What did it mean to live a life worse than death?0

It meant longing to die, yet being unable to do so! It meant being trapped in perpetual agony, a fate worse than death. It meant enduring the most brutal of torments for...0