Old Demon Qingyang agreed to Nightmare Saint Ancestor's conditions and immediately transmitted his thoughts to her, offering only a slight bit of guidance.
Qin Ming did not know the details, but Old Demon Qingyang seemed to have said only a few simple words before an expression of sudden enlightenment appeared on Nightmare Saint Ancestor's face.
Clearly, Old Demon Qingyang had pointed out the crucial knot within that black book.
"Thank you, Senior Qingyang, for your guidance. I now understand what I should do next."
Nightmare Saint Ancestor treated it as a priceless treasure and bowed to Old Demon Qingyang.
She was a Mahayana-level figure of the Devil Race. For her to assume such an attitude showed that she had given the old devil the utmost respect.
From her words, it was clear that the origins of the soul body before her had to be extraordinarily remarkable.
Qin Ming did not ask. After all, this was Nightmare Saint Ancestor's personal opportunity and concerned the secrets of her cultivation.
After the two finished speaking, Old Demon Qingyang returned to the Lesser Spirit Realm with his hands behind his back.
The Devouring Sky Rat had been left utterly dumbfounded inside. Seeing the old devil enter, it immediately stepped forward and asked, "Old Devil, why are you acting so grand? Even that Mahayana Devil Ancestor treated you with such reverence. That's truly incredible."
Old Demon Qingyang stroked his beard and gave an inscrutable smile. Glancing at it, he said leisurely, "Hehehe, this old man is, after all, the ancestor of those Devil Race brats. Isn't it only proper for them to show me some respect?"
The Devouring Sky Rat looked around, then slyly crept closer and asked in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, Old Devil. What exactly is your identity? There's no one