Please!

Heavy, oppressive, and tangled with conflicting emotions, the atmosphere plunged the entire gathering into deathly silence.

Everyone's heart brimmed with endless questions.

Even Beihan Zhong, the Northern Cold Family's great protector of the Yin-Yang Great Sect, made not a sound.

Feng Changsheng, however, revealed a faint, amused smile after a brief frown.

This brat really had some nerve!

But did you think you were worthy of using me as your blade?

His expression chilled. Just as he was about to speak, a voice rang out in his mind first. "I pulled out that blade."

Straight to the heart of the matter!

Since this crown prince had been willing to appear here, something must have piqued his curiosity. The first possibility was the identity Ye Qiu had falsely claimed; the second was that blade.

As his voice faded, Ye Qiu stared straight into Feng Changsheng's eyes and clearly caught the slight flicker in his gaze.

The gamble paid off!

But it wasn't enough.

When the other man's eyes flickered, then took on an amused smile again, Ye Qiu transmitted a second message. "I can help you pull out the Demon Blade on Divine Illumination Peak!"

Those words offered an irresistible temptation, silencing Feng Changsheng again just as he opened his mouth.

The flicker in his eyes was far more pronounced than the first time.

The Demon Blade on the Western Ridge's Divine Illumination Peak might not have been the Western Ridge's greatest mystery, but it was certainly among the foremost.

From his grandfather's generation to his father's, and right up to the present, no one had ever truly managed to budge it.

The Demon Blade undoubtedly held a great secret.

Recently, strange changes had also been occurring on Divine Illumination Peak. The Demon Blade sometimes trembled and sometimes erupted with terrifying