The Nether Devil Lord vanished completely, without leaving behind even the faintest trace of aura.
The devil who had proclaimed himself immortal had not even lasted ten breaths beneath the demon-annihilating divine light.
Jiang Feng swallowed hard. With the danger gone, the feeling of having survived a calamity surged through him.
Jiang Feng looked up at the golden figure, and almost at the same moment, the Heavenly God Zhang Yu lowered his head to look at him.
Within those gentle eyes lay a faint yet unquestionable majesty.
"We have finally met." Zhang Yu smiled slightly as he spoke.
The implication was that he had been awaiting this day for a very long time.
The golden light slowly faded. Only then did Jiang Feng realize that he could move again.
"Senior..." Jiang Feng immediately spoke. He had far too many questions to ask, yet at this moment, he had no idea where to begin.
"I know you have many questions. Take it slow, there is no rush. Hahaha..." Zhang Yu laughed heartily, making Jiang Feng feel a little embarrassed instead.
To be honest, Jiang Feng had already pieced together most of the matter himself. What he lacked now was merely a definite answer.
Zhang Yu lifted a hand and lightly pointed. A streak of golden light descended from the void, landing directly between Jiang Feng's brows.
At once, a powerful stream of intent poured into his mind. That intent contained everything.
"The secrets of Heaven cannot be divulged. I am merely one link in the workings of heavenly secrets."
"I have told you everything I know. As for the rest, you can only uncover it yourself."
Jiang Feng froze for a moment. The intent Zhang Yu had conveyed had not entirely resolved his doubts.
However, the Coffin Spirit's earlier words and