The sword energy was a deep azure, containing vast, surging water vapor.
Yet it also carried a razor-sharp sense of being able to sever all things.
Boom!
The beam of light collided with the sword energy and shattered with a thunderous crash.
A figure landed like a meteor, blocking Master Cangming.
His green robes snapped in the air—it was Jiang Fan.
Song Jue's gaze sharpened, then a playful smile appeared on his face.
"Jiang Fan, we meet again!"
Jiang Fan's gaze swept over the damaged formation, then moved to the Ancient Mirror in Song Jue's hand, and understanding dawned in his heart.
"Song Jue!"
"I was wondering why I didn't see you together with Gu Mingxuan on the island. So you had your own schemes all along and sneaked into this place during the trial!"
"The Nine Abyss Demon-Locking formation outside— you're the one who damaged it, aren't you?"
Song Jue admitted it openly.
"That's right!"
"You're quite clever!"
"But there's one thing I need to make clear to you. Don't lump me in with idiots like Gu Mingxuan!"
"I was drawn here in the first place by the Demonic Qi leaking from the depths of Yunmeng Great Swamp. Traveling with those fools was merely to cover my tracks!"
"Otherwise, did you think those self-important bastards had any right to stand beside me?"
He licked his lips, the black gleam in his eyes growing even stronger.
"The Demon sealed beneath the ground is a once-in-a-thousand-years tonic for me!"
"Originally, I had no chance to enter!"
"But I never expected Master Cangming's inheritance trial to give me such a perfect opportunity!"
Jiang Fan spoke calmly.
"You are the World Traveler of Canglan Holy Land. When you encounter demonic things, you should suppress them!"
"Yet now you're using devoured Demonic Qi to