Inside a gloomy house, a blood-red rune formation covered the floor...
A figure sat cross-legged within the formation. Threads of blood continuously spread and surged over his body, while demonic qi writhed and twitched eerily around him like spirit snakes...
But his gaze was vacant, and he seemed like a walking corpse, without the slightest spark of awareness...
Just then.
Hiss... Threads of golden light slipped through the crack in the door, then burrowed into the figure...
As the threads of golden light kept burrowing into his body...
Hum! His eyes snapped wide open. A glint of gold suddenly flashed through his once vacant, hollow gaze, and his pupils turned golden.
Then.
"Bastard! Ye Han, you bastard!!! This Devil Lord isn't finished with you!!!"
The figure burst into curses, his voice brimming with rage.
"That damned Ye Han! What in the hell is he? Why does he have Ice Refining's Absolute Frost Divine Sword? Why?"
He shouted on the verge of a breakdown, demonic qi and bloody light surging endlessly from his body...
After cursing for a long while, he finally settled down...
Indeed, he, the Devil Lord, had survived yet again through a stroke of luck.
This time, he had truly been fortunate. He had originally intended to turn this Black Water Sect disciple into another self-detonating cultivator...
But after hearing that Ye Han was still alive, he had felt an unease he could never quite shake, even though he had been highly confident he could kill that damned Ye Han...
So he had still left this fellow here as a contingency, in case something unexpected happened...
He had also planned to use that black talisman to undergo demonization, exhausting all the qi and blood and lifespan of Lin Hongyan's physical body to fight Ye Han to the death.