Northern Yan, Imperial Capital.
"What did you say?!"
Emperor Jingyuan narrowed his eyes, surprise filling his gaze. He looked at the powerfully built Fang Yuan below the dais and asked in a low voice.
Fang Yuan bowed respectfully and replied.
"These were indeed King Yan's own words. He ordered me to collect all the remaining demon blood in the Sky Rainbow Pavilion."
As he spoke, he took a black seal token from his robes and presented it.
The instant Emperor Jingyuan saw the token, his brows furrowed.
He naturally knew that this was a token King Yan always carried.
"How is King Yan doing now?"
"Your Majesty, after ordering the army to withdraw to the Northern Barrens, King Yan has remained in secluded cultivation. I do not know his exact circumstances, but given his strength, his cultivation must have reached a critical juncture. That must be why he needs the demon blood."
"Is that so?"
Hearing this, Emperor Jingyuan hesitated, his fingers tapping slowly on his desk.
The demon blood in the Sky Rainbow Pavilion was vitally important. Its existence was precisely what allowed them to cultivate large numbers of Beast-Transformed Warriors.
If all the demon blood were taken away, they would no longer be able to cultivate Beast-Transformed Warriors.
This would be an enormous loss for all of Northern Yan. Especially now, with their high-end fighting forces having suffered severe losses, the future would undoubtedly be grim without Beast-Transformed Warriors to fill the gaps.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, but he soon made his decision and spoke in a grave voice.
"In that case, go to the Sky Rainbow Pavilion and take all the demon blood. I believe King Yan can take that step!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Relief appeared on Fang Yuan's face. He bowed, then turned and