Hutian'nu Died Beneath the Tripod

"Hutian'nu, if you stop now, you can still turn back!"

A gentle, vast voice came from the void, like warm water enveloping all living beings in every direction. It was heard clearly, yet did not feel shrill or piercing.

Who was this voice?

Bai Zhang Ku Qiao had once accompanied his master to offer birthday congratulations to Duke Niu of North Garrison, Northern Dagger-Axe. He had seen the man in person and could confirm that it was not him.

The Dao Master of the Fuji Organization was mildly surprised. So he had come too. His expression soon returned to normal, and he did not expose him.

"It's actually him?"

Tong Lao Chang Zhiwei slapped his thigh. "Why has he come too?"

"Brother, who exactly is it?"

Guan Yushe asked curiously.

From this man's tone, he was clearly on the same level as Hutian'nu. Could he also be a Celestial Grandmaster?

Chang Zhiwei opened his mouth but made no sound. Instead, he used his fingertip as a brush and wrote two words in the secret script used for internal communication within Five Elders Manor: "Celestial" and "Maiden."

"The Celestial Maiden? No, it's... a demon!"

A figure sprang into Guan Yushe's mind. "The Corrupt Demon, the Borrowing Soldier Master."

"Why has that scum come too?!"

He was a famous grandmaster. Though he was of the Human Race, he called himself a "demon." His lifelong wish was to behold the Celestial Maiden of the Mother of All Demons.

It was said that the Borrowing Soldier Master had originally been an ordinary martial artist. By chance, he saw the Celestial Maiden enlighten him in a dream. Upon waking, he became convinced that he had been chosen by Heaven, completely abandoned his identity as a member of the Human Race, and became a Corrupt Demon.