Qin Yu was expressionless. He said in a quiet voice, “For this sort of matter to happen, I can understand Elder Ji Changkong’s feelings right now. But, this isn’t due to the actions of the Demon Envoy. When the Immortal Sect cultivators were killed, the Demon Envoy also simultaneously encountered a sneak attack and was severely wounded!”

Ji Changkong laughed. “How ridiculous. Demon Sovereign, are you trying to imply that the Demon Envoy was sneak attacked by my Immortal Sect?” He touched between his eyebrows and a mass of shadows wriggled out. “Demon Sovereign, this isn’t something you should be unfamiliar with. It is the Holy Palace’s supernatural art, the Demon Shadow Devouring Soul. This supernatural art is incredibly difficult to cultivate and it is said no more than three people in the entire Demonic Path have learned it. Now, within this small world, the only one who has managed to cultivate this great supernatural art is the Demon Envoy! And these are exactly the traces left behind by the person who killed my Immortal Sect disciples!”

The Buddhist Nation Sovereign said, “Demon Sovereign, although this matter is suspicious, my Immortal...