Her cool, breathtaking beauty was even more eye-catching than the radiant moon hanging high in the night sky. She merely stood there quietly, yet the silent mountain forest seemed to become much more vivid and beautiful because of her.
The battlefield where Kurozawa and Rui had fought a few days ago now contained only shattered trees and scarred ground. Hongyue's gaze swept across the battlefield, and her expression grew increasingly cold.
"Who killed Rui?"
Among Hongyue's subordinates, the Lower Moons were actually dispensable. As long as she was willing to expend the effort, she could create demons at the level of a Lower Moon. Only the Upper Moons required rare talent. The Upper Moon demons had all been exceptional anomalies even when they were human.
Among the Lower Moons, however, only two demon moons had earned Hongyue's regard. She believed they might one day become Upper Moons.
One was the foremost Lower Moon, who possessed a strange Blood Demon Art that controlled dreams. The other was Lower Five, Rui.
Rui possessed several Blood Demon Arts. If his hardened threads could be strengthened further, swordsmen's Nichirin Blades would become useless before him.
Furthermore, his so-called family had originally been extremely weak demons. Only after receiving Rui's gifts had they acquired Blood Demon Arts and become elite figures among ordinary demons.
In Hongyue's eyes, Rui had the potential to become an Upper Moon and was worth some of her attention. Every demon Hongyue valued—their location and condition—remained within her perception. Her blood flowed through their bodies, and they could not escape Hongyue's bloodline senses.
Yet unexpectedly, Rui's life signal had suddenly dimmed and vanished a few days ago. The entire process had taken less than ten minutes.
Her gaze shifted as Hongyue looked toward a spot deeper in the mountain. Her eyes