Although that name was already on the tip of his tongue, no matter what, he was unable to utter Lin Fang's name, so anxious he wanted to jump up and down.
Seeing this, the Demon Master revealed a look that said 'as expected'. He smiled slightly and took out an object from his bosom.
It was a feather, a brilliant red one that resembled a blazing flame; its mere appearance instantly raised the temperature in the room.
"Phoenix Feather!" Black Tiger recognized the treasure before him; it was once the Demon Court's most valuable treasure.
The Demon Master took out the Phoenix Feather and softly recited an incantation. Black Tiger immediately felt the constraint binding him lighten and hastily recited Lin Fang's name.
As soon as the words fell, the feather in the Demon Master's hands turned to ash and scattered in the air.
