The old Skullblood Vine Demon was actually Blood River King in disguise. He had been hiding here for untold years.
The rise of the Skullblood Vine Demon Clan might even have been his doing. Through it all, no one knew how much blood he had secretly taken to heal his wounds, right under the Rock Demon Clan's nose.
But how had Jiang Ding, an outsider unfamiliar with the place, found Blood River King when even the Horned Demon Imperial Clan's cultivators could not?
Simple. He had put a mighty cultivator to work like an ox.
Blood River King was good at hiding and escaping. With vast distances to conceal him, Jiang Ding could not have found a Spirit Transformation cultivator intent on evading him without luck and the Boundary-Fixing Formation.
The world was vast. If someone never crossed his path, even the strongest divine sense and sword intent were useless.
But no matter how good Blood River King was at hiding—even if he had left this world for another lesser world—it made no difference. A Void Refining cultivator's divination arts were unfathomable. Once one decided to find a Spirit Transformation cultivator who was not too far away, it was as easy as plucking something from the palm of his hand.
Jiang Ding was no Dao Child of an Immortal Order, burdened with misgivings about Void Refining cultivators and hesitating at every turn.
So long as a Void Refining cultivator did not refuse, Jiang Ding would gladly have him do everything. Then all Jiang Ding would need to do was open his mouth and eat, keeping the risks to a minimum.
"Spare me!"
"Exalted one, spare me!"
The old Skullblood Vine Demon dropped to his knees without a shred of a Spirit Transformation cultivator's dignity. "This humble cultivator's inheritance is lacking.