When Lin Yun saw the words written in blood, his face sank, “Whose blood is that?”

“Hehe, why don’t you guess?” He Qianfan laughed eerily before he raised his voice, “Half a month from now, the Nether Divinity, Elysium Trigram, and Profound Dragon Realm Sons will host the Demon Slaughtering Assembly in the Wind Mound City! Everyone is welcome to watch, hahaha!”

“Demon Slaughtering Assembly? What’s that?” Everyone began to discuss among themselves because it seemed like the Realm Sons were planning to kill someone.

“Lin Yun, you have to come or else you won’t be able to see your lover for the last time!” He Qianfan revealed a mocking smile. So what if Lin Yun defeated him? Lin Yun still had to obediently head over to Wind Mound City. The Demon Slaughtering...