This scene easily conjures the fierce brutality of the war back then.
A soldier, before reaching the Ten Thousand People Pit descending the mountain, seemed to remember something and knelt toward the deep pit filled with bones, then heavily bowed three times.
Next, one after another, over ten thousand people knelt down and began to bow.
"King Qin, as you can see, for personal desire, so many have died; this isn't just a problem of the Holy Temple," Ye Guichen's voice floated lightly as he watched the soldiers kneeling and bowing.
The expressions of King Qin and the others tightened as they looked up at Ye Guichen.
At that moment, they seemed to feel an infinite killing intent emanating from Ye Guichen.
Thud, thud, thud!
Thinking they had found a glimmer of hope, King Qin and the others were so terrified they crawled, prostrating themselves behind Ye Guichen.
"Spare us, Young Master!"
"This wasn't our intention!"
"Young Master, have mercy on us!"
