"You certainly live up to your reputation as the Ice Clan's greatest genius." Fang Yun nodded lightly in greeting, but his gaze remained fixed on Bing Tong's right hand and the black X-shaped mark on it.
"It hardly amounts to much. After all, it was only... a contest for the right to enter the Grand Arena," Bing Tong said with a smile.
"It seems your Ice Clan knows far more about the Ten Cold Ancient Land than the Human Race does," Fang Yun said from his wheelchair.
"Those are our Ice Clan's secrets, after all, though before you, they're nothing out of the ordinary. Everyone says you may have obtained remnant images of the Ancient Demons' inheritance, but now I'm certain you received a true Ancient Demon Inheritance. I simply don't know how much," Bing Tong said.
"You seem especially interested in the Ancient Demons," Fang Yun said.
Bing Tong took the Black Pearl in his left hand and slowly raised his right, revealing the conspicuous black X. Then the mark on his hand gradually transformed into a cross, black with a reddish undertone.
Of the cross's four tips, three turned crimson as blood.
Hu Li flashed forward, instantly moving in front of Fang Yun, her body slightly bowed and her eyes blood-red.
Fang Yun gently patted her back, signaling her not to be nervous.
Bing Tong paid her no mind. "I've visited Ice Clan burial grounds, Demon Race burial grounds, and Water Race burial grounds. Only the Ancient Demons' burial grounds remain. The Ancient Demon Clan would never cooperate with me, and none of the other races could find their burial grounds. Would you work with me? I'll help you deal with every enemy in the Ice Emperor Palace, including the Ice Clan."
Fang Yun smiled faintly. "You aren't