Holy Demon City, City Lord's Mansion.
Before An Yunzi floated a crystal-clear pearl.
The surface of the pearl clearly reflected the scene at Blood Wave Mountain: the slaughter between the Holy Demon City guards and the Blood Infant Sect remnants, as well as the fierce battle between the Guest Official and the Blood Infant Sect elders, all displayed vividly before An Yunzi's eyes.
Suddenly, the scene shifted, and five figures radiating astonishing auras appeared in the palace atop the mountain.
Seeing this, An Yunzi was not shocked. Instead, a meaningful smile touched his lips.
"Just as this old man guessed."
"For these remnants to cling to life until now, they must have been supported by some old ghost within the Myriad Demon Sect."
"I wonder whether it's Old Ghost Black Cloud or that one from the Blood Pool."
"It doesn't matter who it is. You're doomed to find it difficult to escape today. Let this old man see whether your abilities have improved after hiding deep within the sect all these years."
A sinister smile spread across An Yunzi's face. He then looked toward Lin Fan before Guan Yunzhao.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I hope you won't disappoint this old man."
"Today's the real show."
A trace of slyness and treachery colored his laughter.
At that moment, the chaotic atmosphere at Blood Wave Mountain grew incomparably heavy the instant the five figures appeared.
The aura radiating from each figure was in no way weaker than that of the blood-robed man or the one wielding the demonic saber.
The battle between the Holy Demon City guards and the Blood Infant Sect remnants came to a tacit halt. Even the slaughter between the two Guest Officials of Holy Demon City and the Blood Infant Sect elders slowed considerably.
The woman's pretty face turned