Lu Ren looked at the Thousand Leaf Sin King in shock. "What did you say? You're a Ghost Path Cultivator?"
He had never expected her to be so forthright, even laying bare her deepest secret.
"That's right. Not just me—the Blood Staff Sin King and the Hellfire Sin King are Ghost Path Cultivators too. I dared to betray you because I'm a Ghost Path Cultivator. The one who signed the Master-Servant Contract with you was the Ghost Path Puppet called the Thousand Leaf Sin King, not me!"
The Thousand Leaf Sin King spoke calmly.
"You do seem sincere. The Blood Staff Sin King really is a Ghost Path Cultivator!"
Lu Ren nodded.
The Thousand Leaf Sin King continued, "Master, the three of us originally wanted to control the entire Sin Abyss, then wait for a chance to leave. But we've been trapped here for ten thousand years, and we still haven't found a way out!"
"For a Ghost Path Cultivator, exposing your identity is a grave taboo."
Lu Ren's voice was mild.
"Master, let me show you my true form!"
As the Thousand Leaf Sin King spoke, she slowly closed her eyes. An astonishing surge of ghostly energy swept out of her body and became a dense cloud of black mist.
The mist writhed slowly a short distance away.
Then the sound of bells strung among bone ornaments rang out from within it, clear and ethereal. It seemed to pierce Lu Ren's Immortal Soul, making even his heart tremble.
Jingle, jingle!
The bells kept ringing, as though shaking some of the black mist apart.
A pair of delicate bare feet emerged. Long, snow-white legs flickered into view beneath a dark gown, and the dark-gold patterns along its hem shimmered as she walked out.
Lu Ren's gaze rose. His breath caught!