"Even the position of Sect Master might be attained, but seeking the assistance of the Evil God requires a significant price."
Li Changchun murmured to himself.
He paced back and forth in front of the temple.
"Even if it requires sacrificing my own body, it will be worth it."
After some hesitation.
Li Changchun pushed open the temple door.
Creak!
Upon entering the temple, a grotesque statue appeared before him.
The statue stood thirty feet tall, entirely black, with a ferocious appearance.
Beside the statue was an ancient tree of ten thousand years, its lush and enormous canopy blocking the sky and sunlight.
Not a single ray of light could pierce the leaves, casting the entire temple in eerie darkness.
The tree branches were adorned with the skeletons of many people.
Their identities discernible from their clothing.
There were demons from East Silver Island, Chuantian She Ri.
There were war gods from the west, bloodthirsty butchers.
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