The black-robed Soul Sage was pierced through the chest by the sudden blue-gold spear and nailed firmly to a dark-red stone pillar. As for the red-haired phantom that had previously sat upon the throne, it now appeared beside Ye Qingyu.
The black-robed Soul Sage, whose chest had been pierced a second time, hung from the stone pillar, completely devoid of life. The blue-gold spear was also retrieved into the void by the red-haired phantom standing beside her.
"Big brother, are you the Demon King Douluo that Soul Sage mentioned?"
The girl's clear, bright voice drew the red-haired phantom's gaze downward. The instant he saw her crystalline eyes, his body jolted violently.
Like her, so much like her!
No wonder that aura had felt familiar just now. So that was why.
"The past is best left unmentioned. May I ask, young lady, is your mother from the Han Family?"
The red-haired phantom's expression returned to normal. After pondering for a moment, he finally asked the question.
This Demon King Douluo knew my mother?
"Yes. My mother is indeed from the Han Family. Her given name is Nuan."
"Big brother, are you my mother's friend?"
Ye Qingyu still asked in confusion. Though she could clearly sense that the red-haired phantom before her bore no ill intent toward her, she was alone on someone else's territory. It was only natural to remain somewhat guarded.
The red-haired phantom did not answer her question. Instead, he slowly raised his illusory right hand and beckoned through the air.
Before Ye Qingyu could react, she watched helplessly as the two Purgatory Blades strapped to her back spiritedly broke free from their sheaths and flew before the red-haired phantom.
The two Purgatory Blades became exceptionally lively, as though they had answered their master's summons.
The red-haired phantom still