Piniwen had blue hair and golden eyes. Though male, he bore a feminine cast to his face; his features were exquisite, and his looks exceptionally delicate.
The Heavenly Demon Sect's upper ranks had bloodline divine abilities built entirely for combat—they lived by the creed: if you didn't submit, fight. The Unending Demon Cult was the exact opposite. Their bloodline divine abilities mostly involved mimicry and transformation, and they excelled at infiltration and concealment, posing an enormous threat to humanity.
When Abbot Liaochen transformed into a Devil Race member, the senior monks of the Liao generation froze as one, while the many experts who had come to witness the ceremony were scared out of their wits.
What had happened? Had the abbot always been one of the Devil Race, or had the Devil Race killed him, hidden their tracks, and infiltrated Shaolin Temple?
The most shocked of all was Purple Void True Person. Together with Abbot Liaochen, he had launched a surprise attack from a thousand miles away, penetrating deep into the Unending Demon Cult to kill Piniwen. The two had worked together with one heart and one mind, narrowly escaping death time and again. Liaochen had even escorted him all the way back to Great Vow Mountain. How could all those perils have been false?
Now, seeing Liaochen transform into Piniwen with his own eyes, Purple Void True Person could no longer tell what was real. Recalling that battle, Liaochen had indeed been Liaochen before they entered the Unending Demon Cult. But when they left the Unending Demon Cult...
Purple Void True Person suddenly awoke with a start. The fog in his mind dispersed, and he realized he had forgotten an extremely important detail.
When the two had fought Piniwen, he had taken a heavy blow while shielding Liaochen. With