1904 The Show…

The Sage Monarch said, "That's right. Otherwise, how could we kill so many people? Furthermore, how would we make mankind and the Holy Spirit Cult trust us without putting on such a display? This is but a show. All the deaths are nothing but the prelude."

Bone-piercing coldness arose slowly in Lan Muzi's chest. It was but a show? Moreover, it was put on not only for them but also for the Holy Spirit Cult.

What was the abyssal plane trying to achieve? This meant so many powerhouses from the abyss were kept in the dark. They were even willing to sacrifice their own. 

All of a sudden, an idea emerged in Lan Muzi's mind. He almost could not control the words that came from his mouth. "Is this related to the Abyssal Sage King?"