Night fell. Ning Tao's delicate body curled into a ball, her excessively pale little hand still gripping the chain tightly.
"Hubby..."
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
She looked at the blood sphere in the distance, a flicker of loss passing through her eyes.
He had left.
All of a sudden, ripples spread through space.
A blood-red figure appeared and condensed into a man. "Ning Tao, why are you mixed up with the Blood Fiend?"
The man's head was likewise shrouded in a black robe, concealing his features.
Like Ning Tao, he was one of the Thirteen Northern Demons. His name was He Wu.
"He is not the Blood Fiend," Ning Tao said seriously.
"All the Supremes of the Northern Land have deemed him the Blood Fiend. Then he is the Blood Fiend!" He Wu declared.
As members of the Thirteen Northern Demons, they differed from the other Supremes and did not care about the Blood Fiend's affairs.
After all, the Blood Fiend bringing calamity upon all living beings was something that might not happen for countless centuries.
Yet the crisis they faced was right at their doorstep.
He Wu looked at Ning Tao. "In your current condition, I fear you will perish before a hundred years have passed.
When the Myriad Paths Gate reappears, how will you endure it?
If you cannot maintain your strength at its peak and fight for a hundred days, death is your only fate."
Hearing this, Ning Tao fell briefly silent. She did not continue the subject, instead asking, "Have you found out who secretly spread word that the Blood Fiend was in Sky Heart Palace? Which of my great enemies was it?"
The news that the Blood Fiend was in Sky Heart Palace had spread throughout the Northern