Nine Bend Mountain.
Canary's little face was pale. When she saw the Myriad Paths Gate vanish, she clenched her skirt and ran madly up the mountain.
"Blood Bead!"
The familiar figure did not appear. The mountaintop was utterly empty.
Canary felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
The Myriad Paths Gate had vanished. Blood Bead... had vanished.
Everything was so bizarre, so hard to accept.
The clear wind atop the mountain lifted the loose strands by Canary's cheeks. She stared stubbornly at the sky.
"Blood Bead, could you really be that Buddha they spoke of?"
"Am I that Demoness... the one you killed?"
Ever since the origins of the Myriad Paths Gate had been uncovered, a rumor had secretly spread through Nine Bend Mountain.
Blood Bead, who appeared whenever the Myriad Paths Gate appeared, was a great demon—the Buddha's drop of blood.
The Blood Master had taught the Demon Trapping Art as atonement for his sins.
In Nine Bend Mountain, quite a few considered this claim utter nonsense, while quite a few others accepted it.
Canary stood alone atop the peak, a solitary figure beneath heaven and earth.
She did not like the tale of the great Buddha slaying the Demoness.
A torrential rain fell. In No Return City, Yuan Qi wore a rain cape. When he looked up and saw the Garrison Envoy atop the city wall, a thread of fear inexplicably rose in his heart.
Just moments ago, an army of demonic abominations had attacked. Over a thousand demonic abominations had been slain one sword stroke at a time by the Garrison Envoy.
This should have been an inspiring sight, yet for some reason, when Yuan Qi looked at Qi Yuan, he felt as though he were looking at a terrifying demon from hell.
Especially when Qi Yuan