Nightmare Palace had existed for thousands of years, and this creature was like an incomparably powerful specter that had shrouded this ancient palace for this period of time!

With the specter that lingered around the old Nightmare Palace, countless unknown stories had occurred over the long thousands of years.  

Some of these stories were heroic, some were of calamity, and even some were the heartwrenching tragic tales of absolute experts like Bai Yu...

Yet, like a god or a devil, it had always looked down upon Nightmare Palace’s thousand year history from its perch, using its arrogant eyes to look contemptuously at these humans who worshipped it. 

    ……

Chu Mu lifted his head, and stared at the extremely old White Nightmare. 

Perhaps in the eyes of people like Nightmare Emperor Jiang and Shen Qiu, they viewed it as the undisputed king of Nightmare Palace. It was a god that had to be piously believed in and devoted to. However, to Chu Mu, it was just an old man on its deathbed. 

It didn’t matter if it released its dominator rank aura or not, or whether its laughter would render people filled with respect and fear. Nor...