The evil demon had a hideous face, a pair of tusks several inches long, and pitch-black eyes brimming with a savage menace. Demonic Flames raged into the heavens.
But just as the Scheming Old Man had said, it had only just been teleported here, and its strength had been weakened far too much.
He had crouched beside the altar, waiting like a rabbit beneath a tree stump, catching the evil demon completely off guard. In just two strikes, he had slain the ferocious creature.
The old man came to the evil demon's side with his hands behind his back and walked around it a few times.
"Tusk Demon. It's equivalent to a human cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, I'd say. Put it away. I'll open the Demon Tomb, and you should leave quickly."
The old man waved his hand, blasting the altar into pieces and revealing a pitch-black opening.
He smiled at the girl, and his figure slowly faded away.
Gu Qinghuan put away the evil demon's corpse and walked over to the entrance.
She hesitated, then turned around and looked toward the distant opening.
She did not know why, but ever since she had undone the obsession in her heart, she no longer felt that Su Fan was all that hateful.
Because from beginning to end, she had been the one pursuing and trying to kill him. Thinking about it now, it seemed rather laughable.
I'll go take a look. If that fellow is dead, then so be it.
If he's still alive and I can save him, I'll save him.
If she simply left like this, she would always feel somewhat unwilling to accept it.
Gu Qinghuan moved and drifted into the distant opening.
By this point, Su Fan had already endured the most dangerous stage. The