"Poison Flood Dragon, you go and try."
The Heaven Concealing Young Master told the Abyssal Poison Jiao. It would be known whether this Land of the Evil Omen was an Illusionary Realm if the Abyssal Poison Jiao went to test it.
The complexion of the Abyssal Poison Jiao changed drastically, and his body shivered from cold, as the Heaven Concealing Young Master was sending him to his death.
"Young Master, I have been utterly loyal to the Zhetian Alliance for so many years; though I have no merits, I have suffered a lot."
The voice of the Abyssal Poison Jiao trembled, he had no hope of promotion, but he did not want to die either.
"Since you are utterly loyal to the Zhetian Alliance, you should accept this responsibility unreservedly."
The Heaven Concealing Young Master said, his tone somewhat displeased.
"This..."
The complexion of the Abyssal Poison Jiao turned extremely ugly, ashen like death.
"Young Master, let me go instead."
At this moment, the Sky Beast King spoke up.
