"Are you the Ling Feng I've been looking for?"
The Blood Servant's words made Ling Feng's sword-like brows furrow slightly. Knowing nothing of his opponent's background, he asked, "Who is your master?"
At the mention of his clansman, the Blood Servant's expression became utterly reverent, like a mindless follower. "My master is the strongest god in the world-the master of the Blood God Hall, Xiao Yan, whose name strikes terror into every one of you!"
Xiao Yan!? The master of the Blood God Hall?
Even Ling Feng's heart stirred at the revelation, but the feeling passed in an instant. He soon asked the Blood Servant, "Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan in Wutan City?"
"It seems you really are the human Ling Feng I've been looking for!"
The Blood Servant's eyes abruptly turned cold. Though he did not answer directly, the meaning behind his words was plain to Ling Feng.
"Xiao Yan really isn't dead..."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, inwardly seething. Damn you, Heavenly Dao. Once I've replaced my bloodline, I'll slaughter you.
Not only had Xiao Yan survived, he had become the master of the Blood God Hall. In truth, he had received the Heavenly Dao's help. Otherwise, how could Xiao Yan, who had not even reached Dou Zong, have survived the chaotic void, let alone escaped it?
It was the Heavenly Dao that had allowed Xiao Yan to survive in the void and obtain the Evil God's inheritance.
Ling Feng hardly needed to think to know that the Heavenly Dao was behind this.
Otherwise, even with a protagonist's halo, Xiao Yan could not have defied the heavens to such an extent. Not only had he reached Peak Dou Sheng himself, he also had numerous Dou Sheng Experts, including a Blood Servant at Peak Dou Sheng, and had