The demonic path excelled at cunning schemes. Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan knew Shi Feiyang was searching for him, intent on taking his Heavenly Demon Immortal-Slaying Sword.
Yet when he came to meet Shi Feiyang this time, he had not brought the demon sword with him. Nor could Shi Feiyang divine where the sword was now...
The trap he had so painstakingly laid had failed once again, leaving him no choice but to sigh. "Emperor Chiyou, whose irresistible valor once defeated the Flame Emperor and challenged the Yellow Emperor for dominion over the world, is now playing hide-and-seek with me. One cannot help but lament."
Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan smiled faintly. "Emperor Chiyou was already well versed in the ways of ancient Gods and demons. Now he has also learned the Demonic Sect Spell passed down from the West in later ages. He possesses both courage and cunning, cultivating strength and wisdom alike. Though your learning encompasses heaven and humanity, fellow Daoist, finding him will be no easy task."
Shi Feiyang made one final effort to persuade Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan. "Fellow Daoist, though you have cultivated together with the demon sword for many years and reached maturity, it is not with you now. I still have ways to sever your connection as far as possible, freeing you from its influence and control."
Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan had fed himself to the demon, achieving human-sword unity. His primordial spirit and Chiyou's primordial spirit had fused ever more deeply, drawing endlessly closer to becoming one.
The ultimate result would be this: Chiyou was Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan, and Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan was Chiyou!
They had not yet reached complete fusion, but they already shared each other's feelings. When Shi Feiyang spoke ill of Chiyou, Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan felt as though Shi Feiyang were speaking ill of him,