"Old man, are you all right?"
After pushing aside a huge Heavenly Fire stone, Zhao Huai'an casually brushed the dirt from his shoulder. Sikong Zhaiyue's lower body was still pinned beneath the boulder.
The old man wasn't dead. He even had the strength to curse, but he was truly in a sorry state.
Zhao Huai'an lifted the boulder, allowing Sikong Zhaiyue to crawl out at once... The little old man spat out a mouthful of dust and said in shock and anger, "That was Thousand Tribulation Great Lord, one of the empire's strongest Great Lords. He was also known as the Great Lord of Kings. Ever since he was young..."
"All right, you don't need to provide commentary." Zhao Huai'an stuffed a stone into the little old man's mouth. "Surely no one would actually not know about these important figures of the empire?"
For someone who had spent years traveling through the Outer Realm Battlefield, that was indeed the case.
"The question is, why would an imperial Great Lord appear here?" Zhao Huai'an fell into thought.
Above Crimson City, two streaks of light collided... The battlefield lay beneath the golden Sky Dome. Collision after collision sent air currents roaring like countless sonic booms... Only then would one notice that the surrounding buildings had inexplicably lost their corners.
Sikong Zhaiyue remained silent. Zhao Huai'an furrowed his brows and suddenly said, "The venue is in chaos. This is the perfect chance to sneak into the Sacrificial Temple."
Sikong Zhaiyue said, "Thousand Tribulation Great Lord shouldn't have appeared here at this time."
Zhao Huai'an instinctively asked, "Shouldn't? What would be the proper time?"
"The second day after the Great Sacrifice ends," Sikong Zhaiyue said grimly.
Zhao Huai'an asked in confusion, "Why the second day?"
Sikong Zhaiyue looked at him expressionlessly. "Because the Crimson