Tin Ming quietened down, he seemed to realize that his life might not be in danger after all.
Grivin then grabbed onto one of Tin Ming's legs and dragged him into the the spatial crack.
Tin Ming's vision blurred for a moment and the next moment he found himself in a vast hall that was seemingly made of beautiful jade.
He saw that the 'supreme expert' who had dragged him through the spatial crack was currently bowing down with his hands cupped towards a figure who sat on a high throne.
Tin Ming blinked as he looked at the figure on the throne, he was shook.
The figure on the throne had a pair sublime white angelic pair of wings, he was adorned with gold and precious stones, his smooth white hair gently fell up till his shoulders, his face was youthful and the epitome of perfection. His pair of luminescent deep blue eyes felt as if they could see through one's deepest secrets and his pair of horns at the sides of head looked as if made from glorious red jade.
With the moonlight from the nine moons falling onto him, Tin Ming felt that if there was god in this world, then the one before him was the god.
The holy and sacred aura around the Figure made Tin Ming literally kneel down to worship and pray to the figure.
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"Rise, Grivin. So this is the human? Interesting, he possesses some of the blood of those false demonic cultivators.", The Figure on the throne didn't seem to mind the fact that Tin Ming was a mere mortal.
"Human, what is your name?"
Tin Ming fumbled, "G-god...I mean..Lord, my name is Tin Ming."
"How did you get here Tin Ming?"
"I touched a circular inscription which sucked in some of my blood and suddenly brought me here…", Tin Ming honestly replied, under the presence of the Figure, Tin Ming didn't feel like lying or using any deceits. Although it was a whole another matter when one considered the prowess of the said person that could make even the 'supreme expert' who had come to fetch Tin Ming bow down in silence.
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"I see, Can you tell me more about this world from where you came from?", The Figure on the throne said as he gently tapped his finger on the arm-rest of his throne.
Although Tin Ming had lived most of his life in the Sirgil village and didn't know a lot about the whole world as such, he still told whatever he knew about his continent and strength of the expert cultivators that he had heard in some rumors.
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"Tin Ming, I can give you two options as of now. Either you lose your life here or you serve under me.", The Figure of the throne said gently as he looked at the human.
Tin Ming felt trepidation, he obviously didn't want to die but hearing the latter option, he was relieved. As long as he managed to survive, it was enough, "Lord...I choose to serve under you.."
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The Figure on the throne nodded as he had expected such a reply, "Since you decided to serve under me, I would obviously not treat you unkindly."
The Figure then flicked his hands and a white ray of light shot out and buried deep into Tin Ming's soul.
Tin Ming was sweating bullets as he thought the Figure had suddenly decided to kill him off.
"Don't worry, consider this as my precautionary measure. Your life is no longer yours to control the moment you decide to serve under me.", The Figure on the throne said.
He then continued, "Right now you are no different than a mortal human since you haven't even begun cultivating yet. Luckily for you, we have amassed lots of cultivation manuals from the peak stage human experts after slaughtering them ages ago."
"You will also be given a place to stay and your own training grounds that would be beneficial for your cultivation."
Hearing this, Tin Ming couldn't help but tear up with joy. He had always wanted to cultivate but he never had gotten the opportunity to do so but now he suddenly gained the cultivation manuals of peak stage human experts and his own training grounds. Tin Ming felt that perhaps...It wasn't so bad to serve under this new Lord of his, at this moment Tin Ming decided to wholeheartedly serve his Lord and cultivate with all his heart!
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"L-Lord, how should I address you..?", Tin Ming managed to speak out what his curiousity had asked out of him. The moment he spoke the words, Tin Ming felt some reaction from the Demon King Grivin who stood beside him.
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The wings behind the Figure's back gently fluttered as he lightly stood up, "I'm the one and only Sovereign of Hell....Helel Lucifer!"
And at that moment with the moonlight of the nine moons falling upon him, it felt as if he was the only bright star in the vast dark world.