Published: February 26, 2025
“Why? As the saying goes, there are no permanent enemies, only eternal interests, right?” The high priest's terrified eyes were filled with doubt and confusion.
Tan Yun’s expression turned cold as he continued, “Your existence poses a threat to my plans. I cannot allow you to live!”
The high priest struggled to breathe, his face turning pale. “But... I have valuable information! If you kill me, you may miss out on the chance to gain power beyond your imagination!”
Tan Yun's grip did not loosen, and he replied calmly, “I’m not interested in your so-called power. What I want is to eliminate any potential threats.”
Realizing he was on the brink of death, the high priest hastily began to plead, “Wait! I can help you! I can assist you in navigating the complexities of the Divine Domain. Just give me a chance!”
Tan Yun hesitated for a moment, pondering the high priest's words.
“Help me navigate? What do you know that could possibly interest me?” he asked, his voice still cold.
The high priest took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. “I’m aware of the locations of the self-destructing spirit pools across the Divine Domain. If you harness that power, you could become invincible!”
Tan Yun's eyes narrowed slightly as he considered the information. The self-destructing spirit pools were indeed powerful, capable of unleashing devastating energy.
“Are you suggesting that I should rely on the power of the spirit pools? What’s the catch?” Tan Yun questioned, still skeptical.
“No catch! I swear it!” the high priest exclaimed, desperately trying to save his life. “I just need to be part of your plan. Together, we can achieve greatness!”
Tan Yun released his grip slightly, allowing the high priest to breathe, but his expression remained rigid.
“Speak. What do you propose?” he demanded.
The high priest seized the moment, quickly outlining a plan that involved exploiting the spirit pools while ensuring his safety.
As the details unfolded, Tan Yun listened intently, weighing the potential benefits and risks.
Finally, after a long silence, he nodded slowly.
“Alright, I will spare your life for now. But remember, if you betray me, I will not hesitate to end you!”
The high priest nodded vigorously, relief flooding his features. “Thank you! You won’t regret this decision, I promise!”
With that, a tentative alliance was formed, one that could either lead to unimaginable power or disastrous consequences.
In the shadows, unseen eyes observed the exchange, their intentions unknown. The influence of the high priest was not to be underestimated, and Tan Yun’s next steps would dictate the future of the Divine Domain.
“The young master of the Elysium Sect is someone I killed, and I am the overlord of the Lower Universe!”
“Back then, I and my hundred billion subordinates were taken back to the Elysium Sect by your young master. To resurrect Hu Yan Zhang, you ordered people to use inhumane methods to brutally kill my hundred billion subordinates…”
Before Tan Yun could finish, the high priest’s eyes widened in shock, “You… you actually didn’t die? How could this be? Back then, our sect’s disciples said they killed all of you!”
“Of course, I didn’t die!” Tan Yun’s eyes were blood-red. “If I didn’t kill you and Hu Yan Zhang, the two culprits, how would I die?”
“Now that you know, you should die with your eyes closed, but you will die a very miserable death!”
Upon hearing this, the high priest wanted to say something, but Tan Yun snapped his fingers, and a surge of ancestral power shot into his throat, preventing him from speaking.
“Crack, crack!”
Tan Yun lifted the high priest with his right hand, and with a kick, he broke both of the high priest's knees.
Then, with his left hand, Tan Yun forcefully tore off the high priest's arms before throwing him to the ground.
The high priest looked terrified and in pain; his head swelled rapidly as he attempted to self-destruct his spirit pool, but Tan Yun unleashed a surge of ancestral power that drilled into his forehead, sealing his spirit pool.