"At this opportune moment, whether the Blood Sorcerer Clan or the ancestral land of the Ye Clan, no witch had come to the realm of the False God in the vast Ghost Lamp Abyss to kill the Light Witch God, so having this divinity in hand actually holds no meaning as understood by All heavens and ten thousand races."
"Then how..." The Blood Witch Goddess was even more confused.
"The ruler of the Ye Clan, come forth."
"What you need has been collected, and now it's your main stage, and only you can quell this calamity that affects the Abyss."
The Blood Witch God turned his head, looking toward his side.
The gold coffin, emitting a golden glow, suddenly hummed with vibrations, and gray mist surged from the seams.
Ye Hanjun smelled the odious stench of decay again, continuously emanating, feeling disgusted from within.
"Bang!"
The golden coffin lid burst open, and a creature, which could not be described as human, stood fully before their eyes.
