"Senior, is—is that you?!"
Ji Yuan's eyes darted away. His feelings were even harder to untangle.
The moment the man before him spoke in his original voice, Ji Yuan recognized him.
Qiu Qianhai's old scoundrel of a master—the Dream-Demon True Lord.
Ji Yuan knew he was in the Core Area of the Rakshasa Sea. He also knew they would meet again sooner or later.
But he had never imagined they would meet the moment he entered.
A coincidence?
That was too fucking coincidental.
It made Ji Yuan doubt the Ghost Envoy's words even more. Did it really have no control over the Core Area?
If it had no control, why was this place still considered part of the Rakshasa Sea?
And why could the Golden Ghost Token it had given him open the way straight in?
So what does it mean by sending me right to the Dream-Demon True Lord?
Does it want him to kill me?
If so, the Ghost Envoy has miscalculated. He's only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage—one mouthful of Nine-Nether Lifeburn Brew, and I'll reach the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
Should I kill him right now?
The thought alone made Ji Yuan's heart beat faster.
If he could save Qiu Qianhai, Ji Yuan was willing to stake fifty years of his life on it.
But after killing him, would Ji Yuan really suffer the consequences Qiu Qianhai had warned him about—
Ji Yuan studied the Dream-Demon True Lord.
And the Dream-Demon True Lord was studying Ji Yuan just as closely.
No one who could survive in the Core Area of the Rakshasa Sea was a fool.
So the Dream-Demon True Lord knew Ji Yuan had long since seen through his intentions.
He wanted to kill Ji Yuan.
He had been considering whether to do it