The scene from moments ago still stabbed at the nerves of the Sky Devil Saint Son--
He was the honored Saint Son of the demonic path, yet after Shen Yun slapped him in public, he could only force down his anger and flee in a sorry, bedraggled state.
How could someone with his arrogant and vicious temperament swallow such a humiliation?
The moment he left the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, the resentment in his heart erupted completely. In a flash of lightning and spark of flint, he recalled the perfect cauldron he had discovered recently, and immediately hatched a vicious scheme: seize her primordial yin and break through his bottleneck.
When he succeeded, he was determined to refine Shen Yun's soul and spirit, torturing him piece by piece, to avenge today's grudge.
The two figures he was pursuing before him were none other than King Jiang Wu and his daughter.
"What does this madman want to do?!"
Jiang Zili clenched her silver teeth. Her usually radiant and heroic face was now filled with shock and fury.
Over the past few days, she had no idea how many good things she had said before finally getting her stubborn father to reluctantly nod and acknowledge that taciturn fellow.
She had originally planned to use the Yin-Yang Universe Pill to help Little Martial Saint break through his bottleneck. Who could have known that, not far from the Imperial City, they would run into this evil ghost?
What disgusted her even more was that the Sky Devil Saint Son had begun by spewing filthy words, trying to take her as a concubine, while shamelessly declaring that Sky Devil Mountain would shelter the Jiang Immortal Dynasty from then on.
Jiang Zili had a fierce temperament. She had rejected this nearly insulting proposal without even