"True Martial Supreme has certainly been generous with you."
Mad Lord's voice came from within the cave.
Ye Chen smiled faintly. "Should I call you Mad Lord, or something else?"
"What do you mean?"
"I think your memories contain more than just Mad Lord's memories, don't they?"
The caves of Blackwind Canyon had imprisoned demonic fiends at the Demigod level. The last time Ye Chen had entered the caves, he had encountered the erosion of a Demigod-level thought. But a thought was ultimately only a thought. With Mad Lord's peerless brilliance back then, he should not have been possessed by a single thought. If Ye Chen's guess was correct, Mad Lord had likely fused with an alien Martial Dao Avatar, throwing his memories into chaos and leaving him unable to tell whether he was human or a demonic fiend.
"So what if I have? So what if I haven't?"
The seal over the cave loosened slightly, and a thread of essence, energy, and spirit leaked out.
"I was merely curious."
"Since you want to know, I'll tell you myself."
Roar, roar, roar...
The sound of ghosts weeping and wolves howling arose. A silver shadow shot toward Ye Chen like a silver tempest.
Silver Martial Dao Avatar!
No one knew that Mad Lord's Martial Dao Avatar was not a Bronze Martial Dao Avatar, but a Silver Martial Dao Avatar. Ye Chen could also see that Mad Lord's Martial Dao Avatar was even purer than Rotfiend Celestial's, as if it were formed from countless silver steel needles. Sharp silver light gleamed from it, chilling one to the bone.
The silver shadow was incredibly fast. With a single sweep, it enveloped Ye Chen, then violently spun and contracted. Its buzzing vibrations made the rock walls tremble.
Ye Chen's expression did not change. The