Not long after the two attendants left, a figure slowly entered the divine palace.
He wore a black robe, and his crimson hair fell past his shoulders, loose down his back. His eyes were narrow and keen, his brows and lashes seemingly painted with gold. Space-time turbulence swirled around him, making him seem close enough to see, yet impossible to reach.
"Devil Master."
Qing Lan rose to greet him. The man before her was Blood God Kong, lord of the Blood God Hall—and the only powerhouse in the Blood God Hall who had entered the Tenth Rank.
Within the Divine Martial Great World, the two halls, three sects, and five imperial dynasties were ranked according to strength. The Spirit Martial Hall stood above all others; the two halls were far stronger than the three sects, while the five imperial dynasties ranked last.
The Spirit Martial Hall commanded two Tenth-Rank powerhouses, one of whom was even a Sovereign. Its strength was so formidable that it had almost no rivals in the Divine Martial Great World.
The reason the Blood God Hall could stand alongside the Spirit Martial Hall was that Blood God Kong possessed an unbelievable treasure, one whose power could shake the heavens and rival a Sovereign's. Aside from the Spirit Martial Hall, no one among the three sects and five imperial dynasties could stand against him.
Blood God Kong was truly one of the great figures standing at the peak of the universe, a man who could roam unchecked beneath the Sovereigns.
"You come from Lingyang, so I expect you're fairly familiar with the situation within that world. You may accompany me when I go to Lingyang for its ascension."
He glanced at Qing Lan, his tone indifferent. "I won't be staying in Lingyang for long. If you're capable,