On him, the Demon Master had realized that he was truly getting old, his heart not as hardened as before.
When the Nine-headed Insect left home of his own accord, it was actually with his silent consent. He had thought that if the Nine-headed Insect could go far away and never return to Luzhou in the North, then he would abandon the plan he had devised.
Let the young one have a life of his own, but fate turned out to be so laughable.
In the end, the Nine-headed Insect still chose to return to Luzhou in the North.
Thinking of this, the Demon Master's heart gradually hardened, and he stared at the Nine-headed Insect with a burning gaze, "Now is the time, you should carry the great banner for our Demon Clan."
With those words, he took the Nine-headed Insect deep into the valley, where a mysterious altar had long been prepared, surrounded by carvings of various demon beasts, and in several corners of the altar, a variety of items were placed.
