After a burst of wild joy, Yan Zhuixing knelt before the pool of blood again and lowered his head, weeping.
No one knew what sorrowful memories had surfaced.
Wen Qing, whom he had shoved to the ground beside him, painfully propped herself up.
Clearly, the fall had hurt her.
Watching Yan Zhuixing weep with his head bowed, her expression was complicated.
Her gaze then fell upon the patch of ground before him, which had already congealed into a dark red.
The blood on the ground had solidified.
After spinning over it, the demonic blade had left behind strange and bizarre markings.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that it was a vast map of mountains and rivers.
The demonic blade, now still, stood embedded at a certain location.
Faint red light kept flickering from that spot.
After weeping bitterly, Yan Zhuixing began to cackle madly again.
No one knew whether he was happy or grieving.
He straightened up and wiped away his tears.
Then he yanked out the demonic blade.
Kneeling before the dark-red geographical map of mountains and rivers, he examined it closely.
But once he clearly saw the location where the demonic blade had just been, the ecstatic expression on his face froze.
His entire body slumped to the ground.
His eyes were vacant as he muttered, "Demon Ghost Domain..."
"It's actually the Demon Ghost Domain."
"The entrance to the Demon Realm is actually in the Demon Ghost Domain controlled by Yue Qianchou..."
This blow was simply too great for him.
After all the difficulty of finding the entrance to the Demon Realm, he had discovered that it was on Yue Qianchou's territory.
Right now, he dreaded Yue Qianchou as one would dread a viper.
Making him go to the Demon Ghost Domain was no different from asking