Heavenly Demon Emperor changed the subject and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, the people of Nine Heavens Pavilion have no idea how important brother Su is to me. Even if they offered me countless cultivation secrets of the Ascension to Heaven Three Realms, I would not be bothered to spare them a glance."
She sat by the cliff's edge to one side, already a head shorter than Su Yi, who sat in the rattan chair.
From Su Yi's angle, he could naturally see what her crimson robes failed to conceal—the striking, snowy-white fullness separated by a deep ravine...
Yet Su Yi had no mood to admire it. He was pondering something. "How strong is the Sixth Prison Lord?"
"Very strong."
At the mention of this, the smile faded from Heavenly Demon Emperor's face. After some thought, she said, "He is absolutely an extraordinary figure of his generation, gifted beyond measure and possessing an exceptional foundation. He has cultivated for merely eight thousand years, yet he has already reached the middle stage of the Profound Unification Realm."
"What deserves particular attention is that he is ruthless and resolute by nature, steady and seasoned. He is the kind of vicious character who devours people without even spitting out their bones."
"Besides that, he carries quite a few secret treasures. What left the deepest impression on me was a Dao sword he possesses. It contains an extremely taboo, supreme sword intent. When facing that secret sword, even I felt my hair stand on end and sensed a fatal threat."
As she spoke, a rare solemnity had appeared between Heavenly Demon Emperor's brows.
"A Dao sword?"
Su Yi was intrigued. "Tell me about it in detail."
He clearly remembered that Nine Heavens Pavilion possessed a mysterious Dao sword, regarded as the supreme divine artifact