"Hmph!"
Dousan snorted coldly, "Fen Yun is dead, do you also wish to die?"
"It depends on whether you have the ability," the Netherworld replied with a cold smile.
"Where is the Blood Demon?"
Dousan suddenly looked around. "If it weren't for him protecting you and allowing the Divine Master to accept you, you would have died back then!"
"The Blood Demon has gone on another mission."
A seductive figure approached, clad in a black long dress, her face hauntingly enticing, but behind her swayed a scorpion tail.
The dark scorpion tail bore a scarlet mark, as though it had been seared by flames.
Netherworld glanced at the newcomer, his eyes sweeping over the red mark on her scorpion tail—the scar left by Fen Yun.
One of the strong who had participated in the encirclement and suppression of Fen Yun.
"Night Princess, you've returned as well?"
Dousan was somewhat surprised.
"How could I not return when a major event is approaching?"
