At the border of the three domains, in the ten halls of the underworld, the various Yama Kings gathered in King Yama's Hall. Removing their masks, each revealed their true appearance.
"Still no news of Knowing Fate?" Mu Qianshang asked from his seat.
"No."
Sword Two shook his head. "Qi Yanxia and Luo Xingchen just sent word back. When they pursued him to a deep valley, they found only the corpses of several thousand demon soldiers. Judging from the aura of ice, it should have been Knowing Fate's work. However, Knowing Fate's trail vanished completely there. No one knows where he went."
"Could the two Dharma Protectors of the Demon Palace have already taken him back to the Demon Palace?" Yi Xuanmiao asked.
"Probably not."
Mu Qianshang denied it. "Given Knowing Fate's temperament, even if he died in battle, he would never allow himself to be captured by the Demon Palace. Moreover, he was cautious by nature and must have left himself a backup plan. We simply do not know what it is."
"What about his demon body? Ever since the battle ended, it has vanished without a trace, without leaving any explanation. What exactly is Knowing Fate thinking? And what was the purpose of this battle?" Yi Xuanmiao frowned.
Everyone fell silent. They too could not understand why Knowing Fate had challenged Jun Wentian as the Ninth Son of Ink Sect. Other than ending with both sides wounded, this battle had gained nothing at all.
"I think I know why Knowing Fate did this."
At that moment, Consort Luo, who had remained silent all along, spoke softly from below. "He did it to find a way to heal Ziyi's injuries."
"Hmm?"
The crowd frowned slightly, not understanding what she meant.
"Did you all notice that at the end of