What was inside the Black Blade, Su Han did not know. But he had reached a dead end. Even after using the Ghostly Face Mask, he was still no match for the Fourth Elder. If he had no other tricks up his sleeve, he would die here tonight, and that was something he could not accept.
"I accept!" Su Han gritted his teeth, steeled his heart, and responded to the unknown presence within the Black Blade.
He didn't want to die, especially not here. So, even if it meant making a deal with a demon, he had no choice but to accept.
"You're a smart one!"
That seductive voice sounded again, this time with a hint of surprise, as if Su Han's agreement was unexpected. The next moment, a torrent of scorching energy, like a raging river, surged into Su Han's body. This energy was incredibly hot, like magma erupting from a volcano—a stark contrast to the cold Demonic Qi within him.
