With the shattering of the meridians and the core of the Dao Tribulation, Grandmaster was destined never to hear those final words from Mo Hai Chenxiang. Perhaps that was a good thing, too. Whoever Mo Hai Chenxiang had loved, death meant that everything had come to an end.
"Grandmaster! Are you all right?" I immediately flew to his side. He seemed to be still immersed in the memories of everything that had happened before. Only when he saw me approach did he wave his sword, sweeping away all the dense smoke ahead in one handsome stroke.
"That poisonous woman, Mo Hai Chenxiang, was sinister and cunning. She truly caught even me off guard. But I had never imagined that she would actually fall for me, so I had always held something back. And wasn't that exactly how things turned out?" Grandmaster gave a faint smile, but there was more loneliness than anything else in it.
When he brought out his lifebound divine artifact, the Demonlight Furnace, I could not help but be startled. The furnace was no longer as spotless and pristine as it had been moments ago. Instead, it was covered in strange purple clouds, as though it had been infected by some deadly poison.
"Grandmaster, wasn't it fine just now?" I hurriedly asked.
"That poisonous woman is naturally no match for me in strength. But she makes up for it with her deep scheming and her refusal to trust anyone easily. Thus, whenever she found an opportunity, she was bound to strike for the kill. She went to such lengths to gain my trust and get close to me, so how could I not give her a little face?" Grandmaster said with a soft snort.
"Then what do we do now? Can we suppress it with ten-thousand-year-old immortal