In ancient times, millions of years removed from the great world of Jiuzhou today.
Hence, upon entering the main base deep within the Bloody Slaughter Demon Seal, a breath of ancientness hit him squarely in the face.
Endless halls and pavilions in sight, brimming with an everlasting essence, even the foremost battleground against the world-ending Rakshasas during that prosperous era of cultivation was saturated with the essence of the Dao, devoid of any touch of bloodshed.
Xie Tian's calm heart would also throb for a moment due to this, and in the next moment, he took in a deep breath and exhaled, freeing himself.
Freed from the endless animosity born from encountering Xie Yun again, far from feeling relief, his regained rationality made the blood-red in his eyes even harder to suppress!
"Xie Yun!"