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As the smoke dissipated, a man dressed in a black robe and wearing a golden mask slowly emerged from the deep pit. He was tall and exuded a chilling aura, like a demon from the depths of hell, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Is this really the leader of the legendary Yama Palace?" Su Xiaoyu whispered from behind me, her voice trembling slightly.
"White Impermanence, you have disappointed me greatly," the Golden Masked Man said without even glancing at us, his cold gaze fixed on White Impermanence on the ground, his tone filled with frost.
White Impermanence's face was pale as he struggled to rise but collapsed weakly to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he stammered, "Master... I..."
"Hmph! Useless!" The Golden Masked Man snorted coldly and waved his sleeve. An invisible force lifted White Impermanence and tossed him into the group of black-clad men behind him.
"You are Lin Hen?" The Golden Masked Man finally turned his gaze toward me, his eyes sharp as knives, as if he could see through me. "I am very interested in you; it seems you harbor a powerful force within you. I want to know where the limits of that power lie."
"What do you want?" I asked warily while secretly channeling the power of Gluttony within me, ready to respond to any sudden situation.
"Join Yama Palace and become my subordinate. I can give you everything you desire," the Golden Masked Man said flatly but with an undeniable authority. "You possess strength beyond that of ordinary people; you should not be buried in this place. Only by joining us can you truly realize your value."
"I refuse," I replied without hesitation.
"Refuse?" The Golden Masked Man seemed somewhat surprised by my answer and chuckled lightly. "Young man, do not be so quick to refuse; you should understand what the consequences of rejecting me are."
"I certainly understand," I met his icy gaze with determination in my voice. "But I have my own principles. I will not submit to anyone for power, nor will I join an organization I know nothing about."
"Stubborn!" A flicker of anger flashed in the Golden Masked Man's eyes as he slowly raised his right hand, a powerful pressure instantly locking onto me. "Since you refuse to submit, do not blame me for being ruthless!"
Before he finished speaking, he vanished from sight and reappeared before me in an instant, his fingers claw-like and accompanied by a fierce gust of wind as he lunged toward my chest.
I was already prepared; at the moment he struck, I swiftly retreated while throwing a punch. A surge of spiritual energy transformed into a golden fist shadow that met his attack head-on.
Boom—
The fists collided, producing a deafening roar, and a powerful shockwave shattered everything around us, causing the ground to crack like a spider web.
"What immense power!" I was taken aback; the Golden Masked Man's strength was several levels above White Impermanence. Just one move made me feel an overwhelming pressure.
"Is this your strength? It's nothing impressive!" The Golden Masked Man sneered and attacked me again. His speed was like lightning; I couldn't catch a glimpse of him at all. I could only rely on instinct to barely fend off his attacks.
"Damn it! At this rate, I'll be worn out sooner or later!" I felt anxious but had no way out, helplessly watching myself fall deeper into despair.
" Lin Hen, I'm here to help you!" At that moment, Su Xiaoyu's voice suddenly rang out. She quickly formed hand seals with both hands, chanting incantations as streams of spiritual energy surged from her body, transforming into beams of light that shot toward the Golden Masked Man.
However, these attacks were like mere tickles to the Golden Masked Man; they couldn't inflict any harm on him at all.
"Overestimating yourself!" The Golden Masked Man snorted coldly and waved his sleeve, sending an invisible force that knocked Su Xiaoyu away.
"Su Xiaoyu!" My eyes widened in anger, but I had no time to care for her. I could only watch helplessly as she fell heavily to the ground, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth.
"Stop!" I roared. The slumbering Gluttony bloodline within me seemed to sense my fury and suddenly surged with unprecedented power, erupting from my body and shattering everything around me…
I felt a domineering force filling my entire being. This power was so violent yet so pure that it felt as if it would tear me apart. Enduring the tumultuous pain within me, I fixed my blood-red gaze on the Golden Masked Man and said word by word, "You will pay!"
The Golden Masked Man seemed to notice the change in me; he frowned slightly but quickly regained his composure and sneered, "What? You think you can defeat me with this power? That's utterly ridiculous!"
"Whether it's ridiculous or not, you'll find out!" I roared and transformed into a blur, charging toward the Golden Masked Man at a speed almost impossible to perceive.
The Golden Masked Man clearly didn't expect my speed to suddenly increase. In a hurry, he raised his arms to block, but I sent him flying with a powerful punch.
Boom—
The Golden Masked Man crashed heavily onto a distant boulder, cracking it with deep fissures.
"How is this possible?!" The Golden Masked Man looked at me in disbelief, unable to comprehend that I could unleash such terrifying power.
"Nothing is impossible!" I replied coldly. "You must pay for your actions!"
I walked step by step toward the Golden Masked Man, and with each step, my aura grew stronger. The air around me seemed to solidify under the pressure I exuded, becoming incredibly oppressive.
At that moment, an even more unfathomable spiritual pressure descended from the sky. A man dressed in a black robe, with a stern expression, slowly descended from above. He was surrounded by black mist that obscured his features, but the suffocating sense of oppression made everyone present feel alarmed.
"Yama King..." Upon seeing the newcomer, the Golden Masked Man's previously arrogant demeanor vanished instantly. He lowered his head and stood respectfully to the side, like a child awaiting reprimand from a parent.
"You did well. The doors of Yama Palace are always open for you," Yama King said without even glancing at the Golden Masked Man. His gaze fell upon me, his voice deep and magnetic, yet carrying an undeniable authority.
I watched this mysterious man warily, filled with questions. Was he really the leader of Yama Palace, Yama King? What was he doing here?
Yama King seemed to see through my thoughts. He smiled lightly and said, "No need to be nervous. I'm just here to take him away and offer you a piece of advice."
As he spoke, he waved his hand toward the Golden Masked Man. The Golden Masked Man immediately felt a powerful force enveloping him, and he was helplessly drawn toward Yama King.
"What... what are you going to do?!" The Golden Masked Man struggled in terror, but it was all in vain.
Yama King ignored his struggles and simply stated, "You have failed your mission; go back and face your punishment."
With that, he took the Golden Masked Man and transformed into a cloud of black mist, disappearing into the night sky.
Before leaving, Yama King cast a deep glance at me and meaningfully said, "Remember my words: the doors of Yama Palace will always be open for you."
I stared in the direction where Yama King had vanished, filled with confusion. Why did he say those things to me? What kind of organization was Yama Palace? Was my father involved with them?
" Lin Hen, are you okay?" Su Xiaoyu ran to my side, asking with concern.
I shook my head, temporarily suppressing the confusion in my heart, and said, "I'm fine. Let's go back first."
I turned around and gently patted Su Xiaoyu's shoulder, signaling her not to worry. Then, I raised my head and looked directly at the man known as the "Yama King," a playful smirk appearing at the corner of my mouth.
"Oh? The gates of Yama Palace? Sounds tempting," I deliberately elongated my tone, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "However, I'm not interested in joining any organization, especially one like Yama Palace that acts so domineeringly and interferes in others' grievances without understanding the situation."
Upon hearing my words, the surrounding men in black and those hideous evil spirits gasped in shock. They never expected someone would dare to speak to the Yama King in such a manner. Even Su Xiaoyu couldn't help but tug at my sleeve, whispering, " Lin Hen, don't say that..."
The expression on the Yama King's face remained unchanged; he continued to look at me with a blank stare as if what I had just said was inconsequential. "It seems you have some misunderstandings about Yama Palace," his voice remained deep and hoarse but carried an undeniable authority. "However, I can understand your feelings; after all, you do not know your own background or the mission you bear."
"Background? Mission?" I furrowed my brows as that inexplicable sense of familiarity surged within me once more. This Yama King seemed to know something about my origins and the truth behind my father's disappearance...
"Do you want to know?" The Yama King took a step forward, and the black mist spread around as if it were alive. "As long as you are willing to join Yama Palace and become one of my subordinates, I can tell you everything you wish to know."
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