"You're not completely stupid."
Bi Cang fell silent for a moment, then sneered. "Glazed, isn't your curiosity supposed to be quite strong? Did you dare test the ground beneath your feet?"
"I didn't dare."
Hao Qianshan shook her head and said bitterly, "I feel that if I tested it, not only would the me within this Heavenly Demon Mark vanish, but even my true body in the Demon Realm would disappear... This power is too terrifying—terrifying in a way I have never known before. No wonder you were willing to assist Young Master Chen with all your heart."
Seeing that the Glazed Saint Ancestor truly had been frightened out of her wits, Bi Cang gave a cold laugh. "Heh heh, and then? Glazed, are you planning to pledge yourself to him as well?"
"Yes. With such a massive tree to lean against, how could I not?"
Once Hao Qianshan had calmed down, she smiled. "Bi Cang King, how about I serve him alongside you?"
"I don't mind."
Bi Cang shook her head.
The Glazed Saint Ancestor was a great figure in the Demon Realm, her true body roughly equal in strength to Bi Cang's. If she was willing to help Chen Changming, Bi Cang naturally would not object.
Whether it was Bi Cang or the Glazed Saint Ancestor, great figures like them believed in their hearts that the stronger one was, the more followers one ought to have.
Seeing that Bi Cang King did not object, Hao Qianshan was overjoyed. "Good. Then release my divine soul from within the Azure Fire Qilin."
The Azure Fire Qilin's body trembled, and then a plume of black smoke rose into the air, forming the image of a black-clad beauty.
The moment the black-clad beauty emerged, she was still somewhat dazed. She shouted, "Bi