The Nascent Soul in Black Elder's palm drew everyone's attention the moment it appeared.
It was roughly the size of a fist, entirely an unnatural ash-gray, as though coated in a layer of dead, silent dust. Yet faint dark-gold luster flickered from within, struggling to break through.
The Nascent Soul's face was twisted but unmistakable—Bone Demon Old Devil!
The tiny Nascent Soul shuddered violently in Black Elder's palm, trying to break free from the invisible Stillness. Ash-gray Nascent Soul power crashed about frantically.
Bone Demon Old Devil's tiny eyes, formed from pure soul power, glared fixedly at Black Elder before sweeping over Ji Yuan and the Soul Hall Master nearby, transmitting boundless hatred and unwillingness.
"As expected..."
Ji Yuan murmured inwardly, and every doubt was instantly resolved.
Bone Demon Old Devil's Nascent Soul had been heavily wounded by the Truth-Piercing Divine Eye in the Ancient Demon Corpse-Refining Cavern. He had used a secret art to split his Nascent Soul and flee, but rather than escaping elsewhere, he had come directly to Black Elder.
This true ruler of the Abyssal Continent, a Nascent Soul Late Stage powerhouse, should have been Bone Demon Old Devil's most reliable patron and support.
Yet who would have thought that Black Elder had long regarded him as a great pill to be devoured whenever he wished?
The Soul Hall Master's body trembled as well. The aura beneath his black robe fluctuated fiercely, and disbelief flashed through his scarlet eyes.
He and Bone Demon Old Devil had both been giants of the Demonic Dao on the Abyssal Continent. They had fought and collaborated for centuries, and he knew full well how cunning and well-founded Bone Demon Old Devil was. When had he ever imagined the other man would meet such an end?
Even less had he expected