In a place far away from the northern continent, there is a twisted and hideous space filled with a strong evil atmosphere.
There is endless darkness all around, as if it can swallow up all light.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.
In this dark space, broken and bloody corpses are scattered everywhere, as if telling the story of a brutal massacre.
In this dark space, the air is heavy and oppressive, and one can feel the biting cold and fear with every breath.
The sky was an extreme dark purple, with no sunlight, no moonlight, and no starlight.
Only the occasional flash of thunderstorm would illuminate the sky, filled with violent and terrifying power, tearing through the night and tearing open the defenses of people's hearts.
On the cold walls, the mottled bloodstains are like strange paintings, telling one tragic story after another. Every drop of blood seems to reveal endless pain and fear, making people dare not look directly at it.
All around were jagged rock walls that didn't look like they were carved naturally, but more like they were torn apart by invisible hands, with a residual smell of blood and stench.
The most horrifying thing is the ubiquitous wailing and crying. They seem to come from all directions, yet do not really exist in this space, making it impossible to find them, yet impossible to escape.
In the center of the darkness, there seemed to be a dim hall. Inside the hall, there were several dim lanterns, adding a bit of weird atmosphere.
"According to the news over there, the Northern Continent is preparing to open the secret realm of the prehistoric tombs?"
A figure shrouded in black robes made a hoarse sound.
His face was covered by a black robe, making it impossible to see clearly. The collar of the black robe was open, revealing hideous scars, as if telling of his killing record.
"Oh? Should we go give them a big gift?"
A long-haired man seemed to show some interest, with an evil smile on his face.
His long hair was as black as the night, seemingly blending into the dark space, emitting a heart-pounding chill.
"It's not that easy. The Ye family has guarded the border of the northern continent for tens of thousands of years. If we want to sneak in, we must first get past the Ye family. This family is even more powerful than those so-called top forces in the prehistoric era."
A very seductive female voice sounded in the hall.
A graceful figure shrouded in black mist walked slowly towards them. When she sat down, the black mist slowly dissipated, revealing her slender figure.
Her eyes were like bottomless dark whirlpools. They had no pupils, yet they seemed to be able to see into the deepest fears and desires in people's hearts.
"snort!"
"If it weren't for Ye Dingtian tens of thousands of years ago, how could we have retreated from the Northern Continent? Now, the Ye family actually dares to block our progress. That old man deserves to die!"
A middle-aged man with messy hair, a distorted face, thick fingers, and a terrible sense of oppression exuded angrily.
An extremely terrifying power was released from his body, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently, as if it could not withstand his power.
"The Ye family...what a disgusting family! Ye Dingtian...isn't he still alive?"
The man who spoke first, whose body was covered by a black robe with an open collar, revealing a hideous scar, asked.
"How could that old guy die so easily?"
A clear voice came from the depths of the hall, causing everyone present to sit up straighter and look over.
Immediately afterwards, a young man slowly walked out from the endless darkness deep in the hall.
The young man had a tall and straight figure, handsome features, and an indescribable gentleness between his brows, but he was also filled with an evil aura.
Two completely different temperaments appearing in the same person is quite contradictory.
His steps were light and silent, as if he himself was the embodiment of darkness. When he appeared, the air around him would become extremely heavy, and a sense of fear would unconsciously rise in the depths of everyone's heart. No one knew where the fear came from or why it came, but it lingered for a long time.
"A hundred years ago, if that old man Ye Dingtian hadn't intervened, how could the clan leader be stopped? How could our full-scale invasion plan be temporarily changed to a tentative attack?"
The young man's fingertips were wrapped with a few wisps of black smoke that were invisible to the naked eye. Whenever he waved his hand lightly, the smoke would spread everywhere, pulling everything it touched into darkness.
"So you changed your plan at that moment because Ye Dingtian held the clan leader back?"
Several voices seemed to suddenly understand. Until today, even they didn't know why the plan was changed at the last minute.
"Ye Dingtian... This person is indeed one of the most outstanding figures in the Northern Continent since the prehistoric times. Even the clan leader would feel a bit troubled when facing him."
The young man seemed to be telling a story casually, but an extremely terrifying murderous aura emanated from his body. Obviously, his heart was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
"It's not just Ye Dingtian. There are several other people in the Ye family who are difficult to deal with. For example, the current patriarch of the Ye family, Ye Rong. Even I have no confidence in winning against him."
As soon as these words were spoken, there were bursts of shocked voices in the hall, and there was a hint of disbelief in the voices.
"Even you're not sure of victory? How could this person be so powerful?"
The slender woman with pupil-less eyes frowned slightly.
"A few years ago, I once secretly went to the Northern Continent, but unexpectedly, I was discovered by Ye Rong, so I had a big fight with him."
The young man lowered his head and played with the black smoke on his fingertips, with an imperceptible cold light flashing in his eyes.
"What was the result?"
The slender woman with pupil-less eyes asked hurriedly.
"No one wins or loses."
The young man shook his head slightly, his expression somewhat serious as he said, "If it's a life-or-death fight, I might have a chance to kill him, but I would also suffer irreparable damage."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent, and no one spoke for a moment.
"Are we just going to watch helplessly as the Northern Continent opens up the secret realm of the prehistoric tombs?"
A man with bloodstains all over his body, holding a black sickle in his hand and exuding a murderous aura asked somewhat unwillingly.
"Isn't there still the Miaoyinfang?"
The young man smiled coldly and said, "Massacre, Meiyuan, and Siwu, the three of you who control the people of Miaoyinfang with your souls, please go to the secret realm of the prehistoric tombs. On behalf of my Shadow Blood Clan, I will give a great gift to our friends in the Northern Continent!"
"yes!"
"Hahaha!"
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