Qin Shaofeng felt the terrifying pressure of that Black Qi, and his heart could not help but tighten.
He knew that this ruthless figure calling himself the Blood Shadow Sect Master was no ordinary opponent.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you so viciously cruel, determined to put me to death?"
Qin Shaofeng gritted his teeth as he asked, his tone filled with fury.
The Blood Shadow Sect Master chuckled darkly, his voice sinister and strange. "Boy, there is no need for you to know so much. You are about to become my Artifact Refining Materials anyway. Why should you care who I am?"
Artifact Refining Materials?!
Qin Shaofeng's pupils contracted as his face drained of color.
He had never dreamed that he would become a sacrifice for this fiend's artifact refinement.
Could this be the unknown secret behind the Three Transmissions Secret Tome?
"Since you insist on becoming my enemy, then I have nothing more to say."
The Blood Shadow Sect Master sneered repeatedly and beckoned with one hand. "Men, carry him to the altar!"
Before his words had faded, two burly men in black entered in response. Without another word, they dragged Qin Shaofeng away.
Qin Shaofeng struggled desperately, yet he could not move them in the slightest.
That Black Qi seemed to have turned into invisible shackles, holding him firmly captive.
In the blink of an eye, he was brought into a sinister, terrifying secret chamber.
Green smoke curled through the room, while strange demonic patterns covered the ground.
At the center of the chamber stood a Bronze Statue, radiating an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
"Hehe, Qin Shaofeng, welcome to the sacred ground of the Demon Venerable."
At some point, the Blood Shadow Sect Master had appeared behind him, his tone growing ever more