The grand elder at the entrance to the room faltered slightly upon hearing this, then immediately turned back to the altar before rushing toward it like a madman.

The man and woman behind him were also rooted to the spot for an instant, then rushed frantically over to the altar as well before falling to their knees with a dull thump. They were so excited that their facial muscles were spasming, and the netherfire in their eyes had spiked up to two meters tall as they joined their palms in an extremely reverent manner while praying frantically.

"My lord, my sun, I'm willing to sacrifice my blood, flesh, and soul to you. Please respond to my prayers!"

Boom! The door of the room suddenly slammed shut, and the souls of the three Yin spirits were pulsing violently as they continued to pray while also surreptitiously sensing the power of the one who had heeded their call.

What cultivation rank is he at? Please don't let it be a Count! At the very least, it has to be a Marquess! Only a Marquess would have any speaking rights on the world stage! 

However, as soon as the three of them released their consciousness toward Qin Ye, all of them shuddered in unison before collapsing flat against the ground like ants, unable to even complete their prayers.

Qin Ye's Yin energy was as vast as the sea in their eyes.

Just how powerful is this underworld emissary?! The grand elder was so shocked that he almost screamed out loud, but at the same time, a...