Ling Han gritted his teeth. This couldn't be another Black Heaven Temple, right?
He had a very deep impression of that hell for Saints, and also very much did not want to remember it.
"Which Great Emperor did this place belong to?" Chi Dao murmured. "Those who can become Emperors have all obtained the approval of the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Though the Imperial Might cannot be violated, I have never heard of an Ancestral King that has a fondness for bloodshed."
To be able to obtain the Dao of Heaven and Earth, that did not only require a great talent and strategy, but also an open-minded person. He was definitely not the type to seek revenge for the smallest grievance.
Then, what had caused a Great Emperor to go on a killing spree, killing so many people that they had piled up into a mountain?
Was there any such record in history?
Ling Han activated his eye technique, penetrating through the blood mist and seeing even more details.