The person the Supreme One had mentioned was now evidently Qin Huai.
Upon hearing the reference to 'His Lord,' Qin Huai's heart skipped a beat. They had met in a dream, and the other party was indeed aware of it. Murderous intent flared in Qin Huai's eyes, and a black veil erupted from his body, enveloping several miles around him.
At this moment, Zhou Chuanyong sensed his impending doom. Even as a fifth-level visceral prefecture realm practitioner, he felt a deep-seated dread upon entering the black dragon world.
"Wait! We can negotiate!" he bellowed. "If you join us, the Supreme One will grant you the position of Saint!"
"I have no interest in a deluded cult leader!" retorted Qin Huai, his voice icy but his hands swift.
A chilling murderous intent materialized within the black dragon world, launching at Zhou Chuanyong from all directions.