The swarm surged madly, only to be halted by a sudden silver barrier. Amidst the Blood God's roars, the figures of two people gradually faded...
When Ye Qingzhou opened his eyes again, he found himself in a crystal palace.
The ceiling was a flowing galaxy, the floor reflecting countless worlds.
"This place is..."
"My Divine Kingdom." The Night God removed her light veil, revealing a face as serene as moonlight. "You have three days to recover."
Ye Qingzhou's expression was grave. "The doomsday horn has sounded?"
The Night God was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and touched his chest, where a blood-colored rune was slowly eroding his vitality. "The Blood God was once an Emperor Realm powerhouse..."
She whispered, "But He failed, and even His divine format and will became war trophies for the Emperor Slayer, forged into a divine weapon..."
"This I know."
Ye Qingzhou frowned.
