Yan Gong found an excuse to send Qianling away, allowing Yan Zhong to enter Qian Ling Domain and search for the Third Sequence.
He couldn't go himself. He was too conspicuous, with too many enemies watching him. Yan Zhong, on the other hand, was an insignificant target, making him the safest choice to search for the Third Sequence.
This trip was only to awaken the Third Sequence, not to fight or kill. By rights, there should have been no reason for him to feel so uneasy.
Just then, the sacrificial altar ahead suddenly trembled. A living being was contacting him.
Though Yan Gong was a Void Realm Battle God, he still couldn't refuse a connection through the sacrificial altar. As long as the other party was willing to pay enough, he could even be hired as an assassin.
"What do you seek?" Yan Gong sat on the altar, gazing down at the figure below with his illusory form. A chill flashed in his eyes. The living being below hadn't knelt. Where had it gotten the nerve not to kneel before a god?
The being below looked up at Yan Gong and slowly said, "Qian Ling Domain." 🄲
Yan Gong's eyes narrowed. "What did you say?"
"Your son is in Qian Ling Domain, isn't he?"
"Who are you?" Yan Gong grew even more uneasy. Now he knew why he'd been feeling so unsettled: someone had set him up.
The being below sneered. "Yan Gong, there's still time to save him. Wait any longer, and you won't even find your son's corpse."
"Are you Gongxia?" Yan Gong roared.
The being below replied, "You seem to like eating. Don't worry, I'll send you your son's bones so you can taste them."
Yan Gong's face twisted with rage. He glared at the being below.