Venerable Biwu's injuries remained as severe as ever.
Her skull was shattered, nearly half of it missing. The wound was charred black, bone and rotten flesh twisted together like melted wax piled layer upon layer.
Yet her injuries were not limited to her head. Like a huge, twisted, ferocious centipede, they began at her head, spread across her human torso, and extended all the way to the tail of her serpent body.
Venerable Biwu's sole remaining right eye glanced at the dark cave entrance behind the Crimson-Scaled King. Frost instantly covered her ugly face.
"Crimson Scale, the restrictions on your cave abode are quite profound. Even your master cannot see through them. Now that the stone door stands wide open, my divine sense still cannot enter. Could it be that there is some shameful secret hidden within your cave abode?"
"Master, you jest. Before you, this disciple would not dare conceal any secret." The Crimson-Scaled King replied respectfully. "Master has come today—what are your instructions?"
Venerable Biwu said, "I heard that two humans have come to the clan and are currently in your cave abode. Why not invite them out for your master to see?"
The Crimson-Scaled King did not answer at once. Her body suddenly stiffened, as though she did not know how to respond for the moment.
"Master, this..."
"Heh!" The Silver Willow King suddenly sneered. "Crimson-Scaled King, I think you simply dare not let the Venerable see those two humans, do you? That male cultivator among them was one of the inside agents behind the great calamity years ago. I wished to eliminate him and avenge those clansmen who perished. Yet you openly sheltered him by relying on your status as the clan's foremost Demon King. What exactly are your intentions?"
"Master, please hear this disciple's explanation.