Bi Fan frowned and shook his head. "I told you, I'm not!"
"You look so much like one!" Little Fire exclaimed softly as he studied Bi Fan. "Are you one of the ancient Chaos Eight Clans? Did your bloodline revert to its ancestral form?"
Bi Fan shook his head. "Stop guessing. I'm just an ordinary cultivator from the lower realms."
Although Little Fire believed Bi Fan, the aura that had just emanated from him had stirred the faint trace of divine blood in Little Fire, making him waver again.
"Could you be an illegitimate child left behind in the lower realms by an ancient god clan, with your power sealed for some special reason...?"
"Enough. Stop making things up. I have parents. I'm not some illegitimate child!"
Bi Fan's face darkened.
Seeing that Bi Fan seemed angry, Little Fire finally held back a little. Still, he eyed Bi Fan suspiciously, as if to say, You're totally a god clan's illegitimate child, aren't you?
Bi Fan was speechless and headed outside.
Little Fire followed him, muttering, "Honestly, I wonder which prison realm they moved the Hell Black Dragon King to. There are a hundred and eight prison realms in Demon Prison. Searching them one by one would be such a hassle."
"No need to search. The Hell Black Dragon King isn't in Demon Prison."
"What?" Little Fire stared at Bi Fan in shock.
"I saw it in the Sea of Consciousness of the prison guard from earlier. The Hell Black Dragon King surrendered to the Fierce Spirit Race and left Demon Prison as far back as nine hundred and eighty thousand years ago. Otherwise, do you think they'd have sent such a weak prison guard to watch over this place?"
"How is that possible? Why would the Hell Black Dragon King