A jade finger struck first; the wooden sword had already snapped. Zhao Xuanyang spat blood and staggered back, while Jiang Wang remained unscathed. Only then did a peerlessly beautiful figure leap from that ink-black vortex.
That surging devilish qi, that terrifying majesty, that powerful presence which nearly filled the entire No Light cavern... all proclaimed the dreadful power of a True Demon.
Even a Divine Presence prodigy as powerful as Zhao Xuanyang had no power to resist before this suddenly appearing being!
Of course, she could only be Song Wanxi.
Or, more precisely, the Blood Puppet True Demon forged by Zhuang Chenggan from Song Wanxi's devil body and Song Hengjiang's Divine Soul.
Back then, in the Ancient Demon Den beneath the Qing River, Jiang Wang had absorbed the source of Zhuang Chenggan's newly born Divine Soul. While capturing the Supernatural Power of Divergent Path, he had also inherited the Blood Puppet imprint and taken control of this Blood Puppet True Demon.
Unfortunately, the moment he inherited the Blood Puppet imprint was also when Song Wanxi answered the summons of the Wild Tomb of Ten Thousand Worlds and broke through the boundary to depart.
At the time, Jiang Wang had no chance to stop her, and the power of his Divine Soul was utterly incapable of answering the summons. In his haste, he could only leave behind a single thought.
That thought was—
Return!
At the time, he had merely been reluctant to part with such powerful fighting strength, thinking that when he went to the Border Wasteland to hunt devils and temper himself in the future, perhaps he could summon her to save the day.
At the time, he had never imagined that he would enter the Ancient Demon Den again.
The Ancient Demon Dens were products of the Demon