There was no way he would fail.
If he didn't have enough Slaughter Value, he would earn more.
His true body was trapped in the mutated Third Trial, the Abyss of Enlightenment.
But Su Ye still had a Clone!
He shifted his attention to the Clone.
Su Ye smiled faintly.
The timing was perfect.
Divine Realm.
Blood Demon Domain.
Outside the Blood Demon Palace.
"Black Lord, the Blood Demon Lord has granted you an audience."
"Good. Thank you."
Su Ye nodded to the Blood Demon Guard stationed at the palace and strode inside.
The guard's heart stirred as he watched.
Black was highly favored by the Blood Demon God Lord. Some even said that if his Cultivation Level had reached God Level, he would already have become the young master of the Blood Demon Domain.
Others claimed Black was not of the Black Family's Bloodline at all, but of the Blood Demon God Lord's.
In other words, he was Blood Demon God Bradwell's illegitimate son!
No wonder the former Black Family Head had shown so little affection for his own son. Perhaps he had known Black's true identity all along.
The rumors spread swiftly through the Blood Demon Domain, and many believed them. Now everyone looked at Black differently.
The young master!
A young master in the truest sense!
Su Ye knew nothing of these rumors.
He walked slowly into the Blood Demon Palace Main Hall.
The air reeked of rust and Sulfur, so thick it seemed one could wring blood from it.
Blood Demon God Bradwell lounged upon his Throne.
A dark-red Cloak that looked like congealed blood draped his shoulders. His face was handsome to an almost uncanny degree, and his scarlet slit pupils held the arrogance and majesty of one who looked down on all living