At this moment, the Blood-Devouring Demon Venerable stood in the void.
One hand pointed at the black cauldron, while the other held a talisman paper, his lips chanting incantations incomprehensible to Chu Feng and the others.
Though the spectacle wasn’t awe-inspiring, Chu Feng and his companions watched with rapt attention.
They all knew that what the Demon Venerable was doing was far more complex than it appeared.
Swish—
Suddenly, the Demon Venerable raised his arm, and the talisman paper flew toward the cauldron.
“Seal!”
With this soft command, the talisman erupted in brilliant light and landed at the cauldron’s mouth.
As the light faded, the talisman was gone, but its intricate runes had imprinted onto the cauldron.
Chu Feng could see that the Void Divine Tree’s power inside the cauldron resembled water, yet it was ferocious, like countless beasts trying to break free from a cage.
They repeatedly surged toward the cauldron’s mouth, only to be repelled by countless glowing runes that formed a transparent barrier, forcing the power back.
As expected, the Demon Venerable’s seemingly simple technique was imbued with immense power. How else could it suppress such a volatile cauldron and the Divine Tree’s energy within?
“This power is too wild and still needs refining,” the Demon Venerable said.
“But we’ve succeeded.”
“Getting this power into the cauldron was thanks to you young friends. My gratitude.”
He clasped his fists toward Chu Feng and the others.
“Lord Demon Venerable, this is our duty,” Zhang Yanfeng and his siblings replied, too intimidated to accept his thanks. They hurriedly knelt and returned the gesture.
“Lord Demon Venerable, our clan in the Ancestral Martial Starfield has been wronged by villains. Please, grant us justice,” Zhang Yanfeng seized the chance to raise their clan’s grievances.
“You three will become my inheritors. I’ll pass down the complete Blood-Devouring Demon Technique to you,” the Demon Venerable said.
“Your clan can also cultivate here. This place was designed specifically for those practicing the Blood-Devouring Demon Technique.”
“You and your clan will see your cultivation soar here.”
“But as for your external grudges, you must resolve them yourselves. I won’t interfere.”
“Thank you, Lord Demon Venerable!”
The three siblings were overjoyed. Though he told them to handle their grudges alone, the complete Blood-Devouring Demon Technique was enough to thrill them.
Moreover, he allowed them to stay and cultivate here.
They could already sense their cultivation would skyrocket in the future—how could they not be excited?
“Little Stutterer, I need to speak with young friend Chu Feng. Take these three out first,” the Demon Venerable suddenly said to Wang Qiang.
“Huh? Old… old… old thing, what are you up to?” Wang Qiang’s eyes narrowed with caution.
“It’s none of your concern. Get out,” the Demon Venerable said, grabbing the token from Wang Qiang’s hand.
A black boundary gate appeared, its suction pulling Wang Qiang, Zhang Yanfeng, Zhang Shirui, and Zhang Boyi inside.
In an instant, only Chu Feng and the Demon Venerable remained in this world.
Wrapped in bandages from head to toe, the Demon Venerable’s appearance was somewhat terrifying, especially paired with his immense power and infamous reputation.
Being alone with such a being made Chu Feng uneasy.
“Senior, what’s the matter?” Chu Feng asked.
“I want to know what happened after you entered the Dark Gate,” the Demon Venerable said.
His words sent a shock through Chu Feng, though he kept his expression neutral.
He sensed the Demon Venerable wasn’t asking this idly—he had a purpose.
“Senior, the Dark Gate was a trial. Inside, there were some formations, but nothing else,” Chu Feng replied.
“Heh…”
“Little friend Chu Feng, so even you can lie.”
“I thought someone as loyal and righteous as you wouldn’t deceive,” the Demon Venerable said with a meaningful chuckle.
To Chu Feng’s surprise, he then bowed deeply.
“Senior, what are you doing?” Chu Feng asked.
“I’m thanking you for your help,” the Demon Venerable said, straightening up.
“But… I’ve waited in this Void Divine Tree for so many years, not just to steal its power.”
“What I truly want is likely inside your body right now.”
“You’ve done me a great favor, but I’m sorry to say, I must take what’s in you.”
Clang—
Before the Demon Venerable finished, Chu Feng flicked his wrist, and a blood-red longsword appeared in his hand.
As the Evil God Sword emerged, blood-red flames flared around it.
Rumble—
The sword brought blood-red clouds to the sky, exuding immense power and a terrifying aura.
The Evil God Sword’s presence was like something from the depths of hell—chilling, fearsome, and dread-inducing.
It dominated the surroundings.
Chu Feng activated the Evil God Sword’s power from the start, knowing he faced the Blood-Devouring Demon Venerable—a monster who had survived since ancient times. He couldn’t afford the slightest carelessness.
“This sword does have something to it. That little stutterer Wang Qiang didn’t lie,” the Demon Venerable remarked.
“Of course, wielding such a demonic sword means you’re no ordinary person.”
Though his words sounded like praise for the Evil God Sword, there was no trace of fear in his tone—only a hint of disdain.
“Senior, I mean no offense. Your words just made me uneasy, so I drew my sword in self-defense,” Chu Feng said.
“You’re not overthinking. I do intend to do something harmful to you,” the Demon Venerable admitted.
“You likely know how powerful that thing is, but you don’t realize you can’t control it—nor do you deserve to possess it.”
“Rather than wasting it, you should hand it over to me.”
“So, Senior, you know where she comes from?” Chu Feng asked.
At this point, Chu Feng knew he couldn’t hide the truth from the Demon Venerable.
In fact, the Demon Venerable had seen through everything from the start.
Rather than continuing to conceal it, Chu Feng decided to seek answers, hoping to learn something about the little girl from the Demon Venerable’s words.
