As if someone had bitten through their finger to use the blood for writing.
The blood-red words that surfaced immediately revealed an ominous portent.
The hall was extremely quiet. Wen Duo looked at Si Gui with amusement, narrowing his eyes as he said, "Lord Si Gui, don't tell me you don't intend to explain what these things are."
Si Gui remained silent.
Wen Duo chuckled softly and glanced at the blood-written words on the sixth line. "Lord Si Gui, don't blame me for not warning you. The Wuxie Saintess possesses the Sacred Emperor Token, making her the Sacred Emperor's envoy in the mortal world. If she falls into danger because of you... I wonder if the one from the Nether Great Holy Land would be willing to have a chat with the one from the Luoshen Holy Land for your sake?"
Si Gui's expression shifted slightly. Although he was a member of the special Department of the Bizarre, he had not yet reached a position that could make that person take action... Perhaps only the Department Chief of the Department of the Bizarre had that qualification.
Wen Duo walked over to Si Gui and squatted beside him. He sneered, "Lord Si Gui, you don't want that lord to find out either, do you? See that man tied up beside you? His name is Jing Ziru, Lord Jing."
Si Gui immediately frowned. Of course, he had heard of Jing Ziru... Among the Human Race, all Emperors and Quasi-Emperors were recorded in the Ninth Prison, especially how long they had lived and perhaps how much longer they could live.
Wen Duo's words revealed that the team in this hall possessed, at the very least, enough strength to bring down a Quasi-Emperor—and they also had the Human Race Sacred Emperor Token.
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