Amid the rolling blackflame, Demonflame had somehow risen from the icy ground. As the flames swept around him, his appearance remained unchanged, but the aura he radiated made him seem like an entirely different person.
His eyes glinted scarlet. The Inferno Black Flame surrounding him collided with Kalon's gravity field, producing a sizzling hiss. Violent energy from the clash of rules filled the air.
Kalon stopped moving and fixed his gaze on Prison Demon. His dark purple gravity field grew increasingly solid as he said slowly, "Prison Demon, did you have anything to do with Kasjin's death? And did you take the transcendent symbiotic protoform?"
"Kasjin is dead?"
A trace of genuine surprise entered Prison Demon's voice. His scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and even the rolling Inferno Black Flame around him paused for an instant.
Though his cooperation with Kasjin had served their respective interests, he knew how powerful the man was—a Wasteland Martial Realm expert who controlled the erosion rule and excelled at splitting his true spirit. Ordinary means could not kill him.
"I did cooperate with him, but I had no reason to kill him. Besides, even if I wanted to attack him, I couldn't have kept him from escaping," Prison Demon said slowly. His tone remained icy, but he deliberately concealed any information about Lin Sheng.
"As for his death... I know nothing about it. And I have no interest in your experiments."
Blackflame surged around him, as though affirming his words.
He already had a few suspicions, but revealed none of them.
Across from him, Kalon remained silent. His dark purple gravity field held against Prison Demon's Inferno Black Flame. The two powerful rules compressed the space within the valley until it warped slightly, while scattered rocks kept cracking under the invisible pressure.
He rapidly sifted