"You lost!"
Qing Xuan's voice rang out from above.
"Yes, I lost."
The Demon Ancestor lay collapsed on the ground, his body in tatters.
He had long since run out of trump cards.
He suddenly burst into wild laughter.
"I lost... but you haven't won either. I've already sold myself.
And I fetched a very good price, hahaha!!!"
His body began to twist and deform. Qing Xuan's sword had already beaten every last trace of life out of it.
Yet a force surged from the deepest-hidden reaches of his heart lake.
That force could neither be explained nor described.
It only brought the deepest terror.
Qing Xuan seemed to realize something and struck again.
But it was already too late. From the moment he had begun his duel with the Demon Ancestor,
he had already fallen into the trap.
The Demon Ancestor had used himself as bait to hook the Human Race's strongest.
Two enormous points of red light suddenly appeared.
They were a pair of eyes, infinitely deep.
An indescribable sound came from the River of Destiny.
It was an Extraterrestrial Demon!!
It had been hiding inside the Demon Ancestor all along, while its true body was within this River of Destiny.
"An Extraterrestrial Demon?" Qing Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. "Even the Demon Ancestor, who always cherished his reputation, has willingly sunk this low."
"Hahahaha!"
"Why fear gossip after death, so long as we of the Demon Race stand proud upon the land of the Nine Provinces?"
The Demon Ancestor laughed aloud.
"Father, I did it."
"Did you see that?!"
"Your child did it. Father, I can hold my head high when I go to meet you."
"For generations to come, the Demon Race will never forget me, never forget your child..."
He was an ambitious schemer through