Still Hiding Something

Bit by bit, he dug useful information out of his mouth, hoping to learn where the Masked Man was now and exactly what kind of cultivation method he practiced.

When he heard Qin Xi ask the Death God that, he found it truly terrifying, because he had no idea where the Masked Man was, nor what kind of cultivation method he practiced.

He did not know either. The Masked Man was the sort of person who was especially dark and carried the power of destruction. When he wanted to destroy something, others had no idea what method he would use, but he always had so many dark means unknown to anyone else. It was truly terrifying.

Whenever the Mediocre Death God thought of his master, he felt as if it was something even more frightening than death.

Qin Xi did not rush the Mediocre Death God or keep pressing him to speak. Instead, he watched as the man seemed hollow-eyed, as if thinking about something—one moment narrowing his eyes, the next wearing an especially frightened expression.

Qin Xi knew he had to be recalling some of his past experiences. It seemed the Masked Man had driven the Mediocre Death God to quite a miserable state.

After the Mediocre Death God slowly recovered, he looked at the three of them and said, "I really don't know how he made himself stronger and stronger after killing all those people, or what cultivation method he cultivated."

"As for where he is, I don't know either. I only know that he had me capture disciples from those sects and send them to the Heavenly Dao Dojo. Later, when he could stay by my side, he followed me, and whichever sect we went to, he killed that sect's disciples."

After hearing the Mediocre Death God