(Dear readers, my mind has been a little muddled these past few days. Earlier, I wrote Sea King Palace as Dragon King Hall. It has all been corrected.)
Sea King Palace.
Within a mysterious altar.
A purple-haired middle-aged man sat cross-legged at the center of the altar.
His hands formed seals.
Demonic light rose from his body, while vast quantities of blood qi, souls, and Primordial Spirits swirled around him, making him resemble a Demon King.
Yet after barely a dozen breaths, the blood qi, souls, and Primordial Spirits flowing in from all directions gradually dissipated and failed to continue.
Boom!
Wan Sanlong opened his eyes, and blood dragons seemed to flicker within them.
Whoosh!
A Black Robed Figure suddenly appeared outside the altar.
"Palace Lord, the Blood Sacrifice Grand Array we set up has been destroyed by a group of mysterious people. Our men have suffered heavy losses!"
"Also, several islands have sent requests for aid, saying demons are attacking them and asking us to provide support."
"A Demon God has appeared in the central waters controlled by Sea King Palace."
"..."
"Bastard! Investigate this thoroughly. Drag those people out for me!"
Wan Sanlong's expression turned ugly, his face instantly darkening.
After preparing for so long, it had actually been ruined.
Yet he had held a high position for many years. He did not immediately lose his composure or panic.
"Your subordinates are no good either. They could even let someone destroy a Blood Sacrifice Grand Array. Why not blood-sacrifice Sea King Palace as well? Then both this old man and you can grow stronger together." An aged voice suddenly rang out within Wan Sanlong's sea of consciousness from the ring on his finger.
"Elder Mu, Sea King Palace is my life's work. Unless it comes to the worst,