Yan Chihuo surveyed the surrounding ruins, patted Zihai on the head, and said, "All right, my mana has fully recovered. We can set out now."
Zihai said, "This is where True Person Tianhan, the Jade Clear Hall's worshiped elder, slew the Ascension Stage Nine-Headed Bird all those years ago, isn't it?"
Yan Chihuo said, "According to Yuan Yangzi, this should be the place. Back then, Jade Clear Hall set down rules in the Crimson Blood Desert: wherever there was a city, it had Jade Clear Hall's permission, and no force was allowed to destroy it. The Demon Race refused to accept this and repeatedly destroyed cities, prompting Jade Clear Hall to wipe out three major demon clans in succession. At last, they forced the Nine-Headed Bird, the Demon Race's foremost expert, into battle. Man and demon fought for three days and three nights, flattening eight cities. In the end, the Nine-Headed Bird met its bitter end here."
Zihai said, "So this was where that man and demon fought their final battle. That Nine-Headed Bird truly disgraced our Demon Race."
Yan Chihuo said, "Don't spout nonsense. If others hear you, you'll be in no small trouble. Besides, after that battle, both humans and demons were utterly convinced. It only shows that Senior Tianhan was too powerful, not that the Nine-Headed Bird was too weak."
Zihai had no answer. With a twist of his head, he transformed back into a little snake and slipped into Yan Chihuo's sleeve.
Yan Chihuo looked around once more, when an image suddenly appeared in his mind. A White-Robed Cultivator stood in the air, but a layer of white mist shrouded his face, making his features impossible to see. After all, this was not a real scene; his Spiritual Eye was of no use at all.
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