Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…
Having spoken those words, Su Huan'an couldn't help but glance at Hong Yan, who was also watching the blood light phenomenon. Seeing something was off in her expression, he instantly knew what she was thinking and soothed her by saying, "The Demon Lord is not the Secluded Spring Blood Demon you seek. The predecessor Sword Spirit within the Immortal Sword should have told you this."
"Right!"
Hong Yan's complexion then began to look better. After all, even though the Sword Spirit of the Purple Gold Immortal Sword was perplexed by her question, it had clearly told her—the Secluded Spring Blood Demon would not transform into a puddle of blood.
It was unclear who had angered the Holy Master. After revealing his "original form," the terrifying might visible, even at a great distance, sent a shiver through anyone who glimpsed it.