"Greetings, My Liege!" Two men who were hundreds of feet tall kneeled behind Su Ming. They were large and tall, but the most shocking thing about them was that both of them had three heads.
When they kneeled down with ferocious expressions, each one held a head in their hands. There was no blood dripping from them, for they were… the heads of the origin substitutes of Old You and Ming.
Shrill screams of pain reverberated in the air behind them. Tens of thousands of living beings from the fifth kiln roared at the sky as they approached Su Ming and kneeled down.
"Greetings, My Liege!" The tens of thousands of living beings all held bloody heads in their hands which belonged to the cultivators of True Sacred Yin World.
Further down were countless ferocious beings from the fifth kiln. They also prostrated themselves in the air and let out a uniform shout.
"Greetings, My Liege!"
