"Has the Heavenly Demon Cult Master been subjected to Body Seizure?"
"Yeah. Rumor has it that the Celestial Demon was beaten until its body and soul were annihilated by a Tian Yuan Star powerhouse ten thousand years ago. Everyone thought it was dead, but the Heavenly Demon Cult Master somehow picked it up. Then, who knew what happened—the Cult Master was possessed just like that."
"Well, isn't this wonderful? With the Celestial Demon out, the whole Tian Yuan Star is probably going to be thrown into turmoil."
The messenger sounded somewhat regretful. As the two talked while walking, they had already arrived at the area where the flying shuttles were parked.
"That is rather interesting. You fear demons so much, yet why did you allow the Heavenly Demon Cult to remain?"
"The higher-ups probably thought the Heavenly Demon Cult Master was merely using the Celestial Demon's name to swindle people. Who would have thought he was actually raising a Celestial Demon?"
"No one dared touch the Heavenly Demon Cult all these years because some important figure was shielding them. Now that things have come to this, that important figure will probably be purged as well."
Jiang Yan listened as he walked, feeling that Tian Yuan Star's situation was far too complicated.
"By the way, where is the Celestial Demon now?"
"No one knows. It probably hasn't recovered its strength yet."
"I see."
"Mr. Jiang, I'll be leaving first."
"Mm."
Jiang Yan walked up to his flying shuttle. After the same familiar identity verification, the hatch opened automatically.
The space inside was not actually large. Its volume was probably only comparable to a compact car, vastly inferior to something like Lightning Studio's Stellar-class Battleships.
Jiang Yan lay down inside the shuttle. It was not particularly cramped.
Though the flying shuttle looked