"What... are you talking about?"
Lou Yunxiao stared blankly at Nan Lou.
Around them, the masters of the four great sects were also facing off against the Great Demon.
They, too, had seen that the man Nan Lou had transformed into was Lou Jing, the Sect Master of the Flowing Cloud Sect whom they had once known so well.
After hearing Nan Lou's words, questions and suspicions flooded their minds.
Hong Yao's hand slackened on the strings of her zither. "Were you behind the disaster that befell the Flowing Cloud Sect back then?" she asked in shock.
"You killed Lou Jing, assumed his appearance, bewitched Bai Wanru, and even slaughtered every disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect?"
"And Ning Ke... was he there to save them?"
"Save them?" Seeing their stunned faces, Nan Lou felt immensely satisfied.
Ten thousand years ago, his favorite pastime had been to toy with people's hearts. Now, seeing their complicated expressions, he did not mind talking a little longer.
"He couldn't save anyone who had undergone demonization!"
"I planted demon poison in everyone in the Flowing Cloud Sect, including you, Lou Yunxiao!"
"It was already too late when Ning Ke arrived. They'd all undergone demonization, but they were still begging Ning Ke to save them. One after another, they attacked him while pleading with him to save them..."
"You didn't see the look on that damned fox's face. It was spectacular..."
"He killed Bai Wanru with his own hands, the woman who had shown him kindness ten thousand years ago, and kept crying, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' apologizing over and over."
"Even though he suppressed and sealed me again, the revenge I took on him that day was more than enough!"
"Not only did he have to kill everyone in the Flowing Cloud Sect, but