"Is everything done?" asked Wang Wei,
"Yes," replied Wu Ming with an excited smile. Who knew in just two days, this man slaughtered most of the upper echelons of the Origin Rune Palace and enslaved all the rest, turning his Wu Clan into the leading faction of this ancient Emperor Lineage?
"Thank you for help," added Wu Ming, sighing deeply. He was now one of the few people in the world who experienced the horror of this Heavenly Emperor.
With one talisman, he could borrow Wang Wei's power, and Wu Ming had never been so intoxicated; he could slaughter Immortals like they were ants. Anyone who stood in his way would be slaughtered or suppressed.
During the entire process, one thought kept popping into Wu Ming's mind: run away to keep this power. The temptation of this idea was beyond what people could understand; the experience was worse than during the Primordial Spirit Realm when he had to experience the Heart Devil.
