After carefully placing the blueprint bestowed by the Demon God, Pei Yan finally lifted his head, looked at the other party, and asked the third question: "Your Excellency, as you mentioned, the Sealed Land is full of Hellish Fierce Beasts hostile to the outside world. Even if that rebel you spoke of has been obliterated by the sands of time, he once wielded a Divine Artifact, which might arouse other beasts' covetous desires to claim it as their own."
"Are you scared now?" The middle-aged Demon God crossed his legs, gazing at Pei Yan with an amused expression.
Pei Yan straightened his posture, shook his head, and continued: "I am not afraid of the impending battle. Such beasts will certainly not hand over the Divine Artifact just because of your orders. I will inevitably have a bloody fight with them! I merely wish to ask if I can fight without reservation, as my combat in the Ghost Realm seemed to displease you before!"
