"Well, that confirms my suspicion that I spent so many years building this world, only for the World's Will to play tricks with me."
Gu Fan chuckled darkly, his voice echoing across the silent Central Vault as he casually kicked the massive pile of black ash that used to be the Ancient Demon General,
"Someone definitely built this cage."
"And I don't know if he is a character written by me..."
"Or is it someone I don't know."
"But whoever it is, they are generous to leave a massive pool of premium refined poison for me."
The sprawling Central Vault was terrifyingly, suffocatingly quiet.
A few heavily battered, violently bleeding Golden Mountain disciples were huddled tightly together near the blown-out entrance, their faces completely pale with sheer, unadulterated horror as they stared at Gu Fan.
