She left him hanging for a long while, scaring the Great Demon at the complete Tower-Climbing Realm out of his wits.
Only then did Jiang Yuechu speak, unhurriedly.
"Very well... I have only just awakened, and I happen to need a place to stay."
"Since you are so eager to recommend it, I shall accompany you to the Forgotten River."
At those words,
Demon Emperor Juechen felt as though he had been granted a pardon, and wild joy instantly flooded his face.
I survived!
Not only did I survive, I even recommended a mighty True Dragon to my adoptive father!
Such monumental merit will surely earn me those heavenly treasures that can only be encountered by chance, helping me condense my Central Palace!
"Thank you for honoring me, Senior!"
"I shall clear the way for you at once!"
Demon Emperor Juechen bowed repeatedly, his golden-white primordial spirit suddenly turning into a streak of light and shooting straight toward the ruins below.
It plunged back into his body, whose face Jiang Yuechu had caved in on one side and whose antlers she had broken.
His body was so badly injured that an ordinary Tower-Climbing Realm cultivator would have been unable to move.
But he had no room to care about that now. Enduring the agonizing pain, he climbed out of the pit, panting heavily.
Seeing this, the other three Demon Emperors followed suit, returning their primordial spirits to their bodies and waiting obediently off to one side like tame poultry.
Forcing his battered body to hold up, Demon Emperor Juechen shifted his gaze to Ma Dewang, who was trapped behind the restraining formation nearby.
A cruel, vicious gleam instantly flashed through his slit pupils.
He strode to the edge of the formation.
Watching the blood-covered demon approach like a vengeful ghost,