Dark Demon Emperor!

However shocked he was, Qin Yan felt even more wary and anxious.

For an existence like this to bring a negligible Third-Rank Martial Artist like him here, it was definitely not to chat or bestow an inheritance.

A terrifying battle concerning life and death was unfolding here.

With his meager strength, getting caught up in it—

was no different from an ant being thrown onto the battlefield of two giants. He would be crushed to dust in an instant!

Right now, he only wanted to leave this dangerous place!

What inheritance or opportunity? He had to stay alive to enjoy it first.

His thoughts raced. Qin Yan forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart, squeezed a respectful expression onto his face, and bowed deeply to the blood-colored giant, Blood Absolute. "This junior is Qin Yan. Greetings, Blood Absolute Hall Master!

May I ask what orders the Hall Master has for this junior?

This junior may be weak, but if I can contribute even a little, I will certainly give it my all!"

He lowered his stance, emphasizing that he was "weak," while also declaring his willingness to "serve," trying to probe the other party's intentions and secure a sliver of hope for survival.

Blood Absolute's eyes, like blood-red stars, seemed capable of seeing into one's heart. They lingered on Qin Yan for a moment, and a trace of approval flashed through them.

Rather than answering Qin Yan's question directly, he raised an arm formed entirely of pure blood energy and pointed toward the battle raging high in the distance.

"Do you see it? That battlefield."

Qin Yan looked in that direction, his heart tightening. "This junior sees it. That senior is fiercely battling that black mist enemy."

"That is not black mist."

"That is an avatar condensed from the Dark