“Although our Martial Demon Emperor Palace has never been afraid of others or needs to be afraid of anyone, something is not right about this matter!” Ancestor Zhang Lu insisted. Shaking his head, he added, “Anyways, there is nothing wrong in exercising caution.”

“Is there a record of what happened at that time?” The Martial Demon Emperor Mo Xiao questioned.

“Only the images of our disciple Ning Shaozhi being killed in Demonic Python City.” One of the Hall Masters stepped up and answered, and passed the stone jade with the recording to Mo Xiao. 

Mo Xiao received it and channeled a small amount of godforce into the stone jade. Immediately, bright lights shone out from the stone jade, through the roof to the sky outside. However, everyone present was baffled by the light images which were blurry and indistinctive. They could not tell what was what, other than hearing a few screams...