'Damn it, I don't think it's necessary for me to waste time on Kye. It's just the Profound Heaven Martial Art vault. I believe I can figure out how to open it myself.'

"Yes, Master!"

Alice nodded, turned around, and left.

Two hours later, it was dawn.

Tens of thousands of elite disciples arrived early and stood in order on the square in front of the hall.

A red carpet was at the hall entrance, and a throne was placed at the front door. Dewey sat quietly, dressed in a purple and gold robe.

Alice and several Altar Masters stood quietly on both sides of him.

There was an execution platform in the center of the square, supported by several wooden pillars. Darryl and the other three were tightly bound to the post.

Darryl's body was still pierced with the Bone Piercing Needles. His face was pale after several hours of torture, but his eyes remained unruly and stubborn.

Tens of thousands of elite disciples could not help but whisper as they looked at the four people on the execution