"Hey, what's gotten into you?"
Yu Jiutian caught up in a few strides to Shi Yin, who stood outside the hall, and rolled his eyes irritably.
He bumped Shi Yin's shoulder without ceremony. "Have you gone stupid from cultivating the Law of Time?"
"Those two envoys from the Immortal Realm are still inside. You taciturn gourd, walking out without so much as a polite word-aren't you afraid they'll laugh at our Demon Realm for not knowing how to treat guests?"
Shi Yin ignored his complaints and merely glanced back at this friend, who seemed so frivolous yet was unfathomably profound.
Among the nine sovereigns of the Demon Realm, Ying Cang ranked first in slaughter, while none could rival Zhu Yao in domineering might.
But when it came to erudition, if Yu Jiutian claimed second place, no one in the Three Realms would dare claim first.
What he cultivated was the Myriad Forms Heavenly Evolution Dao.
It drew upon the strengths of all schools and encompassed every form of existence.
Formations, talismans, artifact forging, divination... there seemed to be no great Dao in this world that Yu Jiutian had not mastered.
He had even explored Shi Yin's Dao of Time and developed his own unique insights.
If anyone in this world could help Shi Yin break this deadlock, it could only be Yu Jiutian.
"Jiutian."
Shi Yin suddenly reached back and caught Yu Jiutian's wrist.
"I need your help."
Seeing him look as though a formidable enemy stood before him, Yu Jiutian froze. Something Shi Yin had said not long ago flashed through his mind:
"I saw destruction."
What unspeakable horror had this taciturn gourd seen?!
After a brief moment of shock, Yu Jiutian quickly smiled again.
"Heh..."
"In all the years I've known you, that's the most fucking pleasing thing