The Evil Leader's Ambitions

Meanwhile, in the deepest chamber of the cave.

In the dimly lit chamber, the leader of the evil organization sat comfortably on a large, blackened stone chair, flanked by his two deputy leaders.

The air around them was filled with light smoke that looked like incense, but the yang energy mixed in revealed this was no ordinary incense.

This was a special type of incense, crafted using the yang qi of fallen cultivators and mixed with rare materials tailored for evil practitioners.

The cultivator who had been killed and used in the incense had been a well-known figure on this continent.

As the leader leaned back with a contented look, a sinister grin spread across his face as he glanced at his deputies.

"Look at us now," he sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Who would've thought we'd come this far?"

His deputies chuckled darkly, one of them licking his lips in anticipation.