Sword Master and Demon Ancestor

"Strategist Bai is right."

Hou Yi nodded. To Netherworld Hall, a Great Luo Golden Immortal was precious beyond measure—more important than a biological son.

Just then, a shriek came from the horizon.

Bai Ze and the others turned to look, only to see the Chongming Bird flying toward them at high speed with a scythe clamped in its beak. It was none other than Nether Dream Demon Venerable's Nether King Scythe.

"Huh? Why did the Chongming Bird follow us?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

A strange glint flashed through Hou Yi's eyes. Bai Ze pinched his fingers in calculation, then smiled. "His Majesty has kept it with him all along, only making it maintain its distance from us."

Everyone immediately understood. Given Qin Jun's scheming nature, he truly would do such a thing.

The Chongming Bird swiftly flew over, completely ignoring the three of them as it shot straight into the Magic Pavilion.

Qin Jun, who was cultivating, jumped in fright and hurriedly said, "Don't touch me. I'm training!"

Hearing that, the Chongming Bird tossed the Nether King Scythe onto the ground. Terrifying demonic energy coiled around its surface, enough to make one's heart pound with fear at a single glance.

Wasn't this Nether Dream Demon Venerable's magical artifact?

Qin Jun's eyes lit up. Nether Dream Demon Venerable had once used the Nether King Scythe to suppress Li Yuanba, which showed just how high-grade this treasure was.

But he was at a critical stage in absorbing the Night-Gazing Epiphyllum, so he could only restrain himself.

Meanwhile.

Outside Kushi City, within a forest dozens of miles away.

Nether Dream Demon Venerable lay across a tree branch, a gaping hole pierced through her abdomen as blood streamed down her body. The Chongming Bird had attacked her while she was fleeing through the