"Heart Fire! You were clearly cut off from the Heavenly Heart, and yet you can still rouse my Heart Fire!"
The Blood Soul Demon Lord's expression grew grave.
Murong Luoli offered no explanation, only sneering, "I told you, you're better off dying in confusion!"
Murong Luoli had roamed Man Province for hundreds of years, weathering countless storms.
At the same time, during her more than three hundred years working for Eternal Heaven, she had gained an exceptionally thorough understanding of the Blood Soul Demon Lord, a demon among demons.
He was cunning and fickle, full of schemes, with unfathomable depths.
Ten thousand years ago, many Righteous Path powerhouses had underestimated him. Despite holding a great advantage, they had ultimately been caught off guard by the Blood Soul Demon Lord, who seized their weakness and turned the tables on them.
His grasp of timing was impeccable, and his ability to reverse a situation could not be underestimated.
Murong Luoli knew that she was far inferior to the Blood Soul Demon Lord in experience, cunning, and understanding of the martial way.
Her only advantages were the plans of that venerable from Eternal Heaven and the information gap spanning the ten thousand years since the Blood Soul Demon Lord's fall.
Even if she accidentally let slip just a fraction of those things, the Blood Soul Demon Lord could very well seize the opportunity and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
So even though the situation was overwhelmingly in her favor, and the Blood Soul Demon Lord had followed that venerable's design step by step toward ruin, Murong Luoli still dared not let her guard down.
She had already made up her mind: no matter how the Blood Soul Demon Lord tried to sound her out, and no matter whether she thought the