A Sure Win

Blood light wreathed Gao Xian from head to toe, like rainbows and sunset clouds, its divine radiance awe-inspiring.

Zhi Zhen and Ru Dian were both dyed crimson all over by its glow. Even Zhi Zhen's eyes gained several degrees of gravity. Gao Xian's demonic flames now surged to the heavens—he truly resembled a world-destroying Devil Master! Even she felt immense pressure.

Ru Dian, on the other hand, did not think so much about it. A trace of worry appeared in her curved, bright eyes. She was afraid Gao Xian would succumb to demonhood, and that would be truly troublesome.

She called softly, "Senior Brother?"

Qingqing was somewhat uneasy as well. Gao Xian, wreathed in towering demonic flames, felt like a stranger to her. Fortunately, the subtle connection between her soul and her dad's had not been severed. Though the aura of his soul was somewhat turbulent, it was not frenzied.

Gao Xian swiftly gathered his thoughts. He had found the proper way to use a demonic sect Divine Artifact. This method of advancing was indeed fast, but the accompanying demonic tribulation would surely be exceptionally ferocious.

He had better do such things less often. There was no need to take risks over it.

Gao Xian put away the Blood River Celestial Venerable Transformation Origin Book and reined in all the surging demonic qi around him. He said to Ru Dian and Zhi Zhen, "There is no need for concern, fellow Daoists. I am well."

Ru Dian and Zhi Zhen possessed subtle spiritual senses. Both could see that Gao Xian was clear-minded and radiant, his mana circulating in orderly fashion and his spiritual sense pure and complete, without the slightest sign of contamination by demonic qi.

The two women both breathed a sigh of relief. If Gao Xian had suddenly transformed