My disciples are all villains.

The black avatar stood between heaven and earth as a vortex churned around it.

The huge black runic passage looked unfathomable and mysterious. It was as though the heavens had opened up a passage so the black avatar could descend onto the mortal world.

With the arrival of the black light, Ming Ban’s Saint Light lost its brilliance immediately.

The other party was one of the hall masters of the ten halls, Great Emperor Tu Wei.

Ming Ban frowned. “Why’s he here?”

Ming De lowered his head, too afraid to speak.

The huge avatar was truly unique. Only a divine emperor like Great Emperor Tu Wei would possess such an imposing and majestic avatar.

Ming Ban asked, puzzled, “What ideas do you have, Your Majesty?”

Tu Wei flicked his sleeve, and an object that looked like a bell flew out.

Upon seeing this, Ming Ban asked, “The Soul Searching Bell?” Tu Wei calmly said, “I’ve been in seclusion for a long time. 30,000 years ago, my injuries finally recovered. I found the Soul Searching Bell, a sacred relic, somewhere in the northeast. 10,000 years ago, I relied on it to become a divine emperor.”