"Senior, did you think I really couldn't beat Xiao Han? Did you think I really needed the Lightning Pool Guardian Beast to deal with him?"
Lin Shisan walked toward Ning Jiuying, one step at a time.
Their positions had reversed, mirroring the scene just moments before.
Every step Lin Shisan took landed firmly, yet each one also made Ning Jiuying's heart tremble.
"You were my target from the very beginning, Senior."
Ning Jiuying's expression changed completely.
He finally understood Lin Shisan's scheme.
Xiao Han had been nothing but a pawn, bait to lure him onto the hook. This dark-skinned boy had been plotting against him from the start.
"You... you knew I was following you from the beginning?"
"Of course."
Lin Shisan stopped before Ning Jiuying, his gaze as calm as still water.
"From the moment I entered the secret realm, I knew you were following me. You possessed Ling Lei and thought you had hidden yourself well, but you seem to have forgotten that you carry the aura of my Demon Spirit. The closer you came, the more restless the Demon Spirit became, and the more clearly I could sense you."
Ning Jiuying's face turned livid, veins bulging on his forehead. The frustration bottled up inside him nearly made him explode.
A thousand-year-old devil like him had actually been outmaneuvered by a small fry in the Meridian Opening Realm-and so thoroughly at that.
"You think this is enough to kill me?"
Ning Jiuying laughed in his extreme fury, red light suddenly flaring in his eyes.
"Lin Shisan, you underestimate me."
"Even with a tenth of my power suppressed, I still have the cultivation of the seventh stage of Meridian Opening, while you're nothing but a fifth-stage small fry."
He abruptly stirred the Demonic Qi within him, and blood-colored runes