Lu Beiyou said slowly, "Man Above Men, I hope we meet again."
You clearly felt the pure, biting killing intent around her. No ordinary cultivator could have developed it overnight. Only countless brushes with life and death could have honed an edge so cold it chilled the soul.
With Lu Beiyou's arrival, a subtle change came over the atmosphere.
Your gaze shifted. You sensed another person approaching at an unhurried pace along the path.
The newcomer wore white. Tall and slender, with a bamboo book chest on his back, he looked every inch a scholar traveling in pursuit of learning.
His features were refined, and his manner gentle.
At the sight of him, the Yin-Worshiping Sect members stirred. "The All Living Demon Sect's Holy Son!"
Even Yan Jiuyin, the Pilgrimage Sect's Holy Son, whose expression had remained aloof, stepped forward to greet him.
You studied the newcomer. This was your first glimpse of the legendary foremost Holy Son of the Devil Dao—Tian Jingxu.
He topped the Heavenly Dao Pavilion's Demonic Dragon-Tiger Ranking and was the only one among the Devil Dao's younger generation who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Xu Wuji.
His conduct was as unusual as his strength. He neither sought contests nor cared for empty glory. With his gifts, he could have held the position of the All Living Demon Sect's Holy Son without challenge. Instead, he had tried several times to yield it to someone worthier, traveled far into the Southern Border, and vanished into the East Sea. For years, no word had been heard from him.
Had the Devil Lord of All Living not met his death in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, Tian Jingxu likely would not have set foot here.
Stranger still, though Tian Jingxu had long been famous and was a Devil Dao