Though we had been together for so many years, every time I saw her, I was still struck by her breathtaking beauty. Her naturally exquisite features and extraordinarily dignified bearing could no longer be described as capable of toppling a city or a kingdom. I feared that neither Heaven nor earth could produce such an aura. The blood-red robe she wore seemed to carry an icy chill that pierced to the bone, cloaking her in mystery and a frigid majesty—the overwhelming might of one who ruled the ghostly path!
The Black-Robed Master of the Heavens turned his head to look at her without saying a word, then simply glanced away and looked at me. It was as though the Blood-Robed Wife did not exist, or could not affect him in the slightest.
I looked at Big Sis-in-Law. If not for the Master of the Heavens, I might already have been unable to tear my eyes away. But now, the man holding the Bloodlight Saber was staring at me with hostility!
"You took the Profound Heaven Demonic Qi that should have belonged to me. Now I can only settle for second best and choose your unfinished demonic body instead. Come, this battle will decide who belongs to whom." The Master of the Heavens spoke indifferently, looking as though I had to agree whether I wanted to or not.
"You really are the Master of the Heavens?" The infusion of sentient demonic qi was bound to trigger a battle for the soul; that much was beyond doubt. But I had never seen a demon of such a high level before. Moreover, he looked exactly like the Master of the Heavens from the Nine Heavens Divine Sword Sect, making me question his identity. If he really was that legendary Master of the Heavens,