Nine thrones had been erected in the darkly-lit, grayish expanse of sky. Sitting on them were figures that looked like gods.
Their faces were blurred out by darkness, making it impossible for anyone to make out their expressions.
Although this was the Meru Realm, the depressing atmosphere was enough to make elite martialists crumble.
"The Bloody Massacre Path must hand over the Extreme Mystic Token!" said a figure facing the north. Although his massive body was seated on the throne, his earthshaking aura filled up the entire space.
"Hand it over to you?" the Bloody Massacre Path Master asked provocatively.
Although they had only exchanged two sentences, the situation had already started getting feisty. A spark would be enough to ignite that entire space and blow it apart.
