"You're calling me a high emissary?"
The treasure vault he expected didn't appear, and it caused Blood Thirteen to frown without end.
That was not all.
The vitality in the surroundings was thin, and the environment was filthy.
It made him feel as if he had left the Blood Origin Planet and arrived at the edge of the universe.
"This is too strange. The previous owner of the Nine Flames Lamp was an ancient powerhouse of the race who had fallen. How could such an existence have an avatar left behind in such a desolate place? "
Generally speaking, this kind of desolate planet, the devil race powerhouses would not step foot at all.
If they did not even have the desire to conquer, how could they become a so-called high emissary?
At this moment, a message suddenly came from the avatar and entered Blood Thirteen's mind.
Suddenly, Blood Thirteen's expression changed, and his breathing quickened.
"This, this, this … This is a message left behind by that senior! This planet used to be extremely prosperous, and it's suspected that there's a big secret buried here. The expeditionary forces that the race organized many times all returned in failure on this planet?! "
The information revealed at the very beginning of the book was already enough to make Blood Thirteen's heart tremble.
The Blood Demons were brave and skilled in battle. They had always been one of the main forces of the demon army and had conquered countless planets with life.
Unfortunately, he had failed miserably on this planet!
"Before the final battle, there were various signs that the powerhouse of this planet had a shocking plan. In order to avoid any accidents, I created this Divine-level avatar as a backup, waiting for the day I return!"
At this point, even though there were still some doubts, Blood Thirteen had basically understood.
His ancestor had once conquered this planet and left behind an Outer-body Incarnation as a backup plan for his return.
However, that ancestor had died in an accident, and the Nine Flames Lamp was broken, causing this matter to be buried in the passage of time.
Until today.
A descendant of the Blood Demon Race had activated this avatar, allowing Blood Thirteen to descend on this planet!
"Opportunity, this is definitely a great opportunity!"
Blood Thirteen was extremely excited. Even his soul was trembling.
In order to avoid detection, this avatar could only unleash the cultivation base of the peak of the Divine-level. (Divine-level = King Realm)
"However, according to the concentration of vitality, the strongest powerhouse on this planet is at most the peak of the Divine-level. I can sweep them all by myself!"
Blood Thirteen was very confident.
The realm only measured the level of one's cultivation. It did not represent the strength of one's strength.
Cultivation methods, divine abilities, profound mysteries, treasures, and so on … These were all important factors that determined one's strength.
He believed that he could single-handedly fight ten Divinity Realms that were born in a barren land like Earth!
"Since I'm here, this is my opportunity!"
After returning to his senses, Blood Thirteen roared with laughter, and the bloody aura around him fluctuated and emanated a shocking aura.
"I, Blood Thirteen, am destined to rise to power here. I'll sweep through the Prodigy Roll, and I'll charge straight to the top of the Warrior Roll!" He slowly muttered to himself.
But in the next second.
A furious roar exploded in everyone's ears like thunder from the nine heavens.
"How dare you impersonate the high envoy of the Blood Clan. Do you … know your crimes?!"
The silver-masked young man, who was also on the altar, raised his saber and shouted coldly.
"I … have I ever admitted to my crimes?"
Blood Thirteen's eyes widened, and he almost bit his tongue off.
Soon after, he was so angry that he laughed. The blood around him turned into a blade, and it went straight for the silver-masked young man.
"What a joke. How dare a mere native impersonate the high envoy? Your crimes are unforgivable!"
He was confident that he could capture the silver-masked young man without using his full strength.
Unexpectedly, the silver-masked young man also sneered.
"How dare you impersonate the high envoy and talk nonsense? Today, I'll teach you how to be a good person!"
Boom!
The silver-masked young man's bloody aura surged as if he had transformed into a bloody demon god. He charged fearlessly at Blood Thirteen.
Both parties collided violently. Space seemed to collapse, and light distorted violently. Blood-colored energy clouds soared and exploded, covering the entire area.
Caught off guard, Cynthia's body shook violently, and she was blasted out of the space like a broken kite!
"Argh!"
Cynthia spat out a mouthful of blood, and her beautiful face turned pale.
The current scene had completely exceeded her expectations.
Initially, she thought that after the high envoy arrived, he would definitely be able to control the situation.
However, who would have thought that when the high envoy arrived, there would be two of them!
"Which of these two is the real emissary?"
The Kindred Grand Prince wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the shocking battle in the distance with a gloomy expression. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The energy fluctuations there were too shocking. Divine abilities kept shining, and terrifying attacks were manifested. Blood-colored light filled the air as if the entire void was going to explode.
She knew that even if she used her strongest defense, she wouldn't be able to block a casual attack from the two of them!
The other Kindred in the ancestral land were also alarmed at this moment.
When they saw the battle clearly, everyone was dumbfounded, and disbelief appeared on their faces.
"Is this the arrival of the foreign high envoy? But why are there two high envoys? "
"Both of them are extremely terrifying and fit the identity of the high envoy. But who is the real one and who is the fake one?"
"Should we make a move? If we do, who should we help?"
For a moment, all the Kindred were confused.
No one had expected such a strange situation!
One of them shone with a torrential blood light and a sea of blood around him. Every single move he made resembled the descent of a blood god and possessed a shuddering might.
As for the other person, he wore a silver mask and wielded a blood-red demon saber. All sorts of exquisite blood divine abilities were at his fingertips and everyone was mesmerized by him!
"Why do I feel that no matter which one it is, it all seems real?"
The Kindred were dumbfounded.
They could still help if they could differentiate between the real and fake ones. But if they couldn't … what if they hit the wrong person?
"Don't worry,"
At this moment, an extremely old vampire walked over with a cane and said in a meaningful tone, "You're a vampire.
"Your Holiness Cynthia, the high envoy is from an outer region and his strength definitely surpasses his peers. Once the outcome is decided, we'll know who's real and who's fake."
"The Great Prophet's words do make sense,"
Cynthia nodded reluctantly amidst her bewilderment. "We can't imagine the high envoy's background. There's a high chance that he's from the origin of the Kindred and his strength is definitely unparalleled on this planet."
Right then, Blood Thirteen was vomiting blood more and more as he fought. He was getting more and more shocked!
This native that came out of nowhere was actually not the slightest bit weaker than him!
Since when could a cultivator from a desolate planet be so strong?
"Who exactly are you? Why are you impersonating me?"
His arms turned into blood dragons that roared and dispersed Chen Xiao's saber light. Blood Thirteen's eyes shone brightly as he said coldly,
"Do you know that impersonating a direct descendant of the Blood Demon race is a crime punishable by death? You're bringing disaster to the entire planet! "
However, what answered him was the saber light that turned into a sea of blood.
There was also the cold laughter that sounded from beneath Chen Xiao's silver mask.
"Audacious native, I'll throw you into the Blood Prison and let you taste the pain of the three calamities and nine tribulations!"
"H-How do you know about the Blood Prison …"
Instantly, Blood Thirteen's expression changed.
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