"Who could have known that the Demon Lord, who killed countless people, had a past like this!"
Venerable Heavenly Virtue murmured, his voice exceedingly faint.
He seemed afraid of disturbing the figure standing tall and gazing out over the sea of flowers.
Yet his eyes were full of contemplation as he whispered again, "That battlefield manifested among the crimson hair... I seem to remember it."
"Dozens of Saints fighting... his origins must be extraordinary, too. But why can't I remember?"
Venerable Heavenly Virtue scratched his head, racking his brains.
"Could I have dug up his ancestral grave... hiss, better stop thinking about it!"
As though something had occurred to him, Venerable Heavenly Virtue suddenly shuddered.
Merely visiting Flower God Valley had gotten him branded with a Splendor Mark.
If Demon Flower Bloom learned that he had dug up his ancestral grave, he truly might not leave alive.
Flowers Bloom, Shocking the World and Instantaneous Splendor were Demon Flower Bloom's signature techniques.
Their might exceeded imagination.
Three hundred years ago, he had even used them to forcibly slay a Holy Lord while besieged by a group of Holy Lords.
The mere thought made the terror of this secret art clear.
Now that his body bore the mark, he dared not court death.
"Hum!"
Suddenly, at that moment, the vast sea of flowers trembled slightly.
Then all of it converged upon the corpse.
Boundless vitality surged, making the corpse shine ever more brilliantly. Immortal radiance wreathed it, and its skin glistened like jade, even revealing faint traces of rosy color.
At first glance, the girl seemed not to have died at all, but merely fallen asleep.
Yet just as all that vitality drained away, Demon Flower Bloom shuddered, and his aura instantly plummeted to its lowest ebb.
At a sudden brush of