Nine-Curve Demon Lord's nine pairs of beastly eyes intently stared at the shattered black lotus, then with a wave of his hand, he mimicked its form using malice.
"This technique is intriguing, is this your trump card?
It's a pity your skills aren't honed yet, given a few more years, I fear I might truly perish at your hands."
Zheng Zetian chuckled, flinging the wine flask back.
"Your Excellency is so cautious, only willing to act once your power returns, it seems my chances are nonexistent.
Why not resolve my questions before I die? I wonder, how did you befriend Brother Yan? And what agreement do you have with him, otherwise why would Yu Chan sacrifice herself to assist you in gaining the Dao?"
Nine-Curve Demon Ancestor rubbed his hands while exploring the black lotus technique, smiling.
"You know quite a lot, but of course, knowing Brother Yan, you're bound to know Yu Chan's secrets. How's that, losing so ungraciously due to her interference? Hehe, suits me, I'll tell you.
