Tian Yan shook his head. A beast was a beast, after all.
Even after soaking in the Netherworld's River of the Dead until he took human form, he was still a monkey in his bones. The moment he sensed Dijiang, he lost control. Bloodline overpowered his mind, instinct overrode his absolute orders.
He kept that judgment to himself, revealing nothing on his face.
His amber gaze shifted from Sun Qingge's back to the brightest patch of azure fluorescence deep within the passage.
The dragon's roar had become an unbroken hum.
It no longer sounded in separate cries, but ran together like a string plucked to its limit, making the rock walls of the entire passage tremble faintly.
The Azure Dragon Soul was just ahead.
Tian Yan was utterly certain of it.
The Heavenly Demon Divine Church's records described the structure of the Dijiang Dragon Vein, including the course of every branch, the location of every core node, and the areas where its essence might appear after condensing into a will embodying laws.
Tian Yan withdrew his gaze, his lips curving so faintly that it was almost imperceptible.
That stupid ape Sun Qingge had nothing in his head now but the Azure Dragon Soul.
So what if he gets it?
Can he take it away?
Tian Yan had seen through his petty scheming from his very first step into the Inner Cavern.
He was far too easy to read.
And the true danger did not lie before them.
It would come after they obtained the Azure Dragon Soul.
The six on Tian Chu's side were no pushovers, especially that blade-wielding young man.
Tian Yan still remembered the chill of the instant the Ghost-Slaying Blade left its sheath.
It had not been directed at him.
The Heavenly Demon Cultivation Art belonged to