"An Important Matter"

The moment Yang Yuanhong grasped the object, surprise appeared in his eyes. He could sense at once that it was no ordinary thing.

The little child statue felt exceptionally smooth to the touch and was light in his grip, yet when weighed in his hand, it carried a faint but unmistakable heaviness.

Its material was even stranger. It looked like wood, felt like stone, yet when probed with Spiritual Sense, it bore traces of metal and iron.

"What an extraordinary treasure!"

After examining it briefly, Yang Yuanhong knew that it had most likely, like his armguard, come from the hands of the three barbarian gods. He immediately praised it aloud.

And when Yang Yuanhong sent his Spiritual Sense into it, his consciousness was instantly pulled into a place shrouded in blood-red light.

"Oh? So you are the Holy Son His Lordship spoke of."

Hearing the voice, Yang Yuanhong looked up and saw a blood-robed child seated upon a lofty platform, carrying an aura of divine radiance.

"Yang Clan descendant Yang Yuanhong pays respects to Exalted God."

Yang Yuanhong knew something of the Divine Dao. Now that he had seen Blood Sun, he understood that the other party was most likely another awakened deity.

His divine rank should have been far higher than that of the three barbarian gods; otherwise, he could not have had those three gods craft this vessel statue for him.

And the "Lord" he spoke of was naturally Yang Yuanhong's own Immortal Venerable.

"Good, good, good. Such a polite little child—I like you."

Blood Sun Venerable God praised him repeatedly. After carefully examining Yang Yuanhong, he grew even more pleased. "You truly are just as His Lordship described: an immortal cultivator brimming with vital blood and qi. It is only right that I protect you!"

As he