The massive stone doors of the underground palace rumbled open, revealing a tall white-robed figure standing proudly. It was Dustin , his hands clasped behind his back, golden light swirling around him, brightening the night like daylight. The black mist that seeped from the door instantly dissolved upon contact with the golden radiance. “Trying to run?” Dustin’s voice boomed through the passage like thunder. “When you slaughtered tens of thousands of innocents, did you ever think this day would come?” The Grand Elder ’s eyes flashed with malice. He suddenly hurled the piece of human skin in his hand into the air. “Blood Sacrifice --- Open!” The skin expanded midair into a massive blood-red curtain, covered with twisted, screaming human faces. At the same time, the Twelve Venerables struck together. Bone knives, bone whips, and bone spears turned into twelve streaks of blinding light, howling as they tore through the air toward Dustin’s face. “Petty tricks.” Dustin snort...
The bandaged elder used the Earth Escape Technique to tunnel rapidly through the muddy underground. Although he had hidden well just moments ago, the destruction of the altar had still affected him. His inner energy was in disarray, and his internal organs throbbed with pain. But he had no time to worry about his injuries. He rushed toward the underground palace at the fastest speed possible. He had to inform the Grand Elder immediately and relocate their operations. The entrance to the underground palace was hidden beneath the ancient roots of a thousand-year-old banyan tree. Without knowledge of the secret mechanism, one could dig a hundred feet and still never find it. The elder sped through the earth, burning through his inner power. After tunneling for over ten minutes, he finally neared the palace. He flicked three bone talismans from his fingers. The banyan’s roots parted slowly, as if alive, revealing a pitch-black tunnel. As he crawled inside, the earth behind hi...