“Hold on!” Huang Hou shouted, eyeing the Infernal Deity Spear. The truth was that he was actually very afraid of dying. It had been no easy task to reach the third Legendary transformation and become a holy neophyte. To die at this point would be a huge waste. And considering how ruthlessly Yang Qi had just killed a whole group of conclave students, Huang Hou knew that he wouldn’t hesitate to finish the job.

Now that he was staring death in the face, he finally gave in.

The Infernal Deity Spear hovered an inch in front of his forehead for a long moment, allowing the Nightfall Symphony to caress his ears, which in turn caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

“I’ll talk! I’ll tell you where the Crown Prince is. I'm a top leader in the Crown Prince Society, and I'm in charge of the mission to create the Superheaven Altar. So of course I know where he is. Just don’t kill me. I don’t want to die here! Let me go. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. I won’t hold anything back.”

Yang Qi laughed. “Why weren’t you like this earlier? Acting macho didn’t really...