Chapter 3632

Among them, some even subtly reached out with their spiritual consciousness, attempting to connect with the outside world, pleading for reinforcements. However, even when Zeke noticed, a surge of dark, annihilating power was unleashed, aiming to kill the person who had extended their spiritual consciousness. "Ah!" The individual was instantaneously bleeding from every orifice, their vitality almost entirely drained by Zeke in a mere moment. Once he realized that it was Zeke who had taken action, and that he had not killed him, he quickly fell to his knees, bowing deeply to Zeke, "Thank you for sparing my life." Zeke's expression was as cold as ice. He didn't pay any attention to the man. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the man with the scar on his face. Everyone else was in the mid stage of Nebula Class. Only this man was in the late stage of Nebula Class. Therefore, he only wanted to question this scar-faced man. "Are you a demonic cultivator?" At that moment, the man with the scar was utterly horrified. He couldn't perceive the Great Pryncyp Annihilation, only a hint of dark power. of The Great Pryncyp of Annihilation was like that, possessing a power that seemed similar to darkness. At first glance, it appeared to be a force of darkness, but in reality, it was different. This was not the Great Pryncyp of the demonic cultivators. "Whether or not you consider me a demonic cultivator, I have a question for you. Why are you here? Why are you operating within the Metal Palace, working on their behalf?" Zeke asked, his expression detached. In his eyes, a strong intent to kill burst sweeping over the three people in front of forth, him like a tidal wave. The expressions on their faces turned to sheer horror in an instant. Fear gripped them so intensely that cold sweat rained down their faces relentlessly. "Uh, warrior, we..." The man with a scar on his face, Scarface, gritted his teeth, a flicker of hesitation appearing in his eyes. However, it vanished as quickly as it appeared, leaving no trace behind. In the face of a life-or-death crisis, he couldn't possibly concern himself with loyalty or power. He quickly confessed the truth. "We're cultivators from the Dominion Sect, among the first to venture into the Secret Realm of Mount Kush. Previously, we had received a summons, a call from an elder of the human race. That's why we were able to enter Ancient Graveyard."

Zeke looked at the remaining two individuals. The man who had been injured earlier was also nodding in agreement. "Indeed. We've been in the Secret Realm of Mount Kush for a full two months now," they confirmed. "We received the summons just as we were nearing Peach Garden." "Back then, we were merely in the Nebula Class, but Lord Emerald Sword from Metal Palace bestowed upon us an opportunity, allowing us to leap forward a whole class." Zeke widened his eyes, surprise also flickering in his gaze. What a terrifying entity it was, capable of enabling Nebula Class to ascend a rank within a mere two months. Even Zeke found such a rapid pace of cultivation to be somewhat unbelievable. The most crucial thing was, he didn't understand why that person would act in such a way. After a moment of thought, Zeke nodded, then continued to ask, "So why would this immortal want to elevate your status? What price did he pay to enhance you? Do you have any guesses?" After uttering those words, Zeke, fearing they might not tell the truth, revealed a cruel, cold smirk. "If what you're telling me isn't the truth, I won't hesitate to wipe you all out in an instant!" However, he clearly over thought it. These three didn't have the slightest intention of resisting. Scarface noticed the young girl by Zeke's side. Despite her seemingly frail vital energy, her strength was unmistakably formidable. There was even a subtle hint of her surpassing Zeke. He seemed lost in thought, a flicker in his eyes. He cautiously whispered, "Excuse me, which forbidden grounds of the Ancient Graveyard do you belong to?" "We were once cultivators of the forbidden ground of the Reincarnation Immortal, trapped within the Six Paths of Reincarnation. But now, we are no longer affiliated with the Dominion Sect." He looked at Zeke, his eyes revealing a deep sense of apprehension. "Sir, could it be that you're a demonic cultivator of our human clan?" It seemed that he might have assumed that Zeke, like them, had joined the forbidden. grounds within the Ancient Graveyard. Since ancient times, the orthodox and demonic factions had always been at odds. However, he no longer held the unyielding spirit of preferring death over surrender. Instead, he seemed to be less estranged toward the demonic cultivators. Zeke felt a bit puzzled, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.