Within the Night Wraith Clan's sacred land.
The three Demon God Kings had rarely gathered in one place.
A burly Nightmare Wraith with ten wings on his back sat upon a massive black throne. Frowning, he looked at Black God not far before him. "Black God... what exactly was so important that you summoned the two of us?"
Black God respectfully nodded toward the Nightmare Wraith on the throne. "It is like this, Nightmare Ancestor... You should still remember that human who once caused Beiming to slash me with his sword, and who was also suspected of causing Black Luo's death, correct?"
Nightmare Ancestor slightly raised a brow at this.
At the same time, the third Demon God King standing not far from Black God also furrowed his brows deeply. "That human called Chen Fan? Didn't you say you would handle everything and get rid of him? What, has something gone wrong again?"
Black God nodded helplessly. "Ancestor Motian guessed correctly. I bestowed the ninety-nine Dao Artifact upon Demon Blade and had him challenge Chen Fan... But the result..."
Motian frowned. "Demon Blade lost? If I remember correctly, that human Chen Fan is not much older than Black Luo. He actually defeated Demon Blade while Demon Blade wielded a ninety-nine Dao Artifact?"
Nightmare Ancestor nodded as well. "Among the many Kings of our Night Wraith Clan, Demon Blade was among the best. With a ninety-nine Dao Artifact in hand, aside from us, there were few among the Kings capable of killing him. Chen Fan has already become this strong?"
Black God's expression was subtle. "I watched the entire battle between Chen Fan and Demon Blade. Chen Fan did far more than merely defeat Demon Blade..."
With a flip of his hand, a light screen abruptly rose beside him.
The light