Moon Hall
An Chao sat shirtless on the luxurious bed, his strong muscles faintly visible in the dim light.
A beautiful woman nestled gently in his arms, her eyes sparkling. She held an exquisite wine glass and tenderly fed him wine.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, a figure burst through the door and rushed in front of him.
An Chao's brows furrowed instantly, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes, and he shouted, "Want to die?"
The man, unable to explain, stammered, "The Dark Lord... He... He's starting to become active!"
Upon hearing An Chao abruptly pushed away the beauty in his arms.
Caught off guard, the woman stumbled and fell to the ground in a sorry state. She looked at An Chao in horror, not knowing what had happened.
An Chao quickly stood up, his eyes wide with shock. "What?!"
Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly put on his coat, and in a flash, he transformed into a black shadow and sped towards the depths of the Dark Demon Domain Realm.
Deep in the Dark Demon Domain Realm
An Chao's figure appeared silently at the edge of the blood pool.
Those around the blood pool noticed his arrival and hurriedly bowed respectfully, saying, "Lord Darkness."
An Chao frowned, his expression cold and stern, and asked directly, "What's going on?"
A figure dressed in a black robe stepped forward quickly and explained the current situation to him in detail.
Upon hearing An Chao, An Chao's body trembled violently, and he said in a slightly shaking voice, "Is our mission finally coming to an end?"
He recalled that tens of thousands of years ago, a mysterious person suddenly descended, leaving behind this pool of blood filled with mysterious power, and bestowing upon their race a sacred bloodline.
This also enabled their ancestor to reach the Quasi-Supreme Realm in one fell swoop, allowing their clan to rise rapidly and occupy a place in the Sacred Domain.
As the mysterious figure departed, he left behind only one profound statement. "When He becomes active, your mission will end."
An Chao stood quietly by the pool, his mind churning with thoughts.
He cut his palm, and bright red blood flowed out, slowly trickling into the pool.
Everyone around held their breath and fell silent; a deathly stillness enveloped the area.
An Chao listened intently to His words: "Guest... follow... lead... to... the Holy... find..."
These fragmented and indistinct words made him frown and fall into deep thought.
Relying solely on his own bloodline, he could barely understand even half of what He said.
His expression was grave, and he decisively ordered the black-robed man beside him, "Bring An Jin."
The man in black robes respectfully accepted the order, then vanished in a flash.
In the Dark Demon Domain, each Dark Lord was the one whose bloodline was closest to that of the Sacred Blood among their contemporaries.
An Jin is undoubtedly the person in the clan who has come closest to the Sacred Blood in tens of thousands of years.
His blood might be able to fully hear His murmurs.
An Jin was quickly brought here.
Xiao Chen's gaze fell upon the blood pool before him, its surging blood energy emanating a chilling aura. His face turned deathly pale, and he involuntarily took a step back.
Seeing his expression, An Chao concealed his emotions without showing any emotion, smiled slightly, and beckoned to him, saying, "Jin'er, come here quickly."
Although Xiao Chen was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.
An Chao grabbed his hand and the sharp blade sliced a deep, bone-revealing gash into his palm.
Fresh blood gushed out, flowing down and disappearing into the blood pool in the blink of an eye, vanishing without a trace.
Xiao Chen was terrified and instinctively tried to pull his blood-soaked hand back.
An Chao pressed him down forcefully and said in a deep voice, "Listen carefully to what He is saying."
After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent instantly, and no one dared to utter a sound.
Xiao Chen had no other choice but to suppress his panic and listen carefully.
After a long while, he managed to read out His words haltingly, "Guest... Nan Xunran... bring... him... Sacred Blood... to find him..."
Upon hearing this, An Chao instantly released Xiao Chen's hand, his face filled with shock. He muttered to himself, "Nan Xunran? The Nan Clan's divine son?!"
An Chao's thoughts were in turmoil. He thought to himself, "What have I done to deserve this? How could I possibly invite that person from the Nan Clan to be my guest?!"
After a long while, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He pondered to himself, "Since He calls him a guest, then the one from the Nan Clan must be coming to this Dark Demon Domain."
An Chao casually waved his hand and said, "Alright, take him back."
The man in black robes received the order and steadily walked up to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen remained silent and obediently followed the man in black robes away.
His mind was filled with thoughts. He thought to himself, "No wonder An Ling didn't intend to kill me before. It turns out it was because of An Jin's bloodline."
What exactly is that mysterious entity in the blood pool?
He recalled His words and couldn't help but wonder: could these matters also be related to the Nan Clan Divine Child?