Northern Realm.
In the secret realm, a mountain of bodies lay in front of Huo Ren Yi.
He gave a ghastly smile as he licked the blood off his fingers.
"Watch out on your right."
The Dark Lord's voice echoed in the air as a lightning strike came at Huo Ren Yi.
"Bunch of clowns," Huo Ren Yi said as he charged at the lightning strike with his shoulders.
His muscular body absorbed the lightning, making it glow as if he were part of it.
When the lightning was fully absorbed, Huo Ren Yi held his hands up to the sides.
The next moment, the lightning was unleashed from his body.
An elder man got caught and was badly burned.
The elder man knelt, spat out blood, and pointed at Huo Ren Yi.
"By the Gods' will, Dark Cultivators like you shall never get the realm's treasures."
Huo Ren Yi smirked and said, "The fact that I'm winning is because the Gods willed it for me to destroy hypocrites like you."
