But Xie Xuanyi, whom she has never met, she can't quite trust.
If the one imprisoned in the furnace now is Cui Zhen, then Ye Ling would never believe that the Venerable would be refined into an elixir.
"..."
Cui Zhen did not speak, merely shook his head: "Proceed with the original plan."
The handsome Great Demon stood atop the dark flowing clouds.
Yin Erosion Dao intent cascaded like a waterfall, spreading in all directions…
This was the legacy he left behind in his previous life.
Though powerful, it will eventually be exhausted.
This Dao intent has already been largely consumed in countering the Solar Eclipse. What remains is not enough to threaten the Sun Eater Venerable.
After all, the latter would not drink the Poison Wine again.
Cui Zhen raised a palm.
The palm faced the sky.
The remaining Yin Erosion Dao intent did not attack the Sun Erosion, but trembled in the void, arranging itself into tadpoles.
This is ancient Demon Race script from a thousand years ago.
