When Li Si and Mao Jiu reached the battlefield, all they saw was a massive corpse with its head severed from its body.
They had not transformed into their Original Forms, but had ridden the wind over in human bodies, so they were a moment slower.
That moment, however, helped them escape a calamity.
They had thought that once they arrived, what they would see would be the Daoist's corpse—or at worst, that he had gotten away.
Never could they have imagined that the one dead would be Golden Lion.
The light in Li Si's eyes flickered on and off, his face ashen. It was hard to say what expression he wore, and his body trembled faintly.
Mao Jiu's eyes, meanwhile, were filled with terror. She covered her mouth and drew in a deep breath.
"This..." In their extreme shock, the two demons were at a loss for a time.
After a while, Li Si calmed down slightly. "Ninth Sister, I don't know what methods that Daoist was hiding to actually be able to kill Eldest Brother in return. But since that is the case, there is no point in us going to take revenge. Do this: stay here and keep watch on that group of Daoists' movements. If anything happens, contact me with Flying Fish. I'll go back and report this matter to Lord Jade Lynx... Between us and that Jiang Shouyin—no, between us and all of Careful Void Temple—there will be no rest until death!"
Mao Jiu glanced at him and nodded. "All right."
"Eldest Brother..."
Li Si looked at Golden Lion's corpse, gritted his teeth, and walked forward.
Mao Jiu asked, "What are you doing?"
Li Si said, "While it's still warm."
The body portion of Golden Lion had smashed down a section of riverbank and now