A Warrior Undefeatable

"Cut the nonsense." Granny Deadclaw glared at him. "The Ravenousor Wraith isn't the only creature capable of that."

"In Third Heaven, what other spirit beast can swallow everything?" he pressed.

Ignoring him, she rummaged through the rubble, found a broken shard, and held it to her nose. A shiver coursed down her spine. "This scent... It was the Celestial Devourer!"

Lord Drowned Souls cried out, "The ancient horror said to consume all things? How could it be here in Third Heaven? That beast was Vermilion Demon Lord's mount in the Ninth Heaven!"

"Besides, he vanished thousands of years ago," he added, incredulous.noveldrama

Indeed, Vermilion Demon Lord had disappeared millennia ago-no one knew his fate. In truth, he had died in the Ethereal Realm, and his Celestial Devourer had died alongside him; but a remnant of his divine soul had hid inside a cave, and the dying Celestial Devourer had laid a single egg.

"It can't be Vermilion Demon Lord himself," Granny Deadclaw said, weaving a coil of negative energy around the shard. "This is the Soul-Devouring Saliva of a Celestial Devourer cub. Ghostmask and the rest were swallowed whole-no time for their divine souls to escape."

"Could it be the demon lord's son, gifted the cub at birth?" Lord Drowned Souls swallowed, face tense. If so, investigation would be suicidal. The Underworld Shadow Guards nearby drew sharp breaths; no one fancied chasing a son of Vermilion Demon Lord.

"Stop spouting trash." Granny Deadclaw's glare sharpened. "Vermilion Demon Lord's cultivation ruined his ability to sire children centuries ago. He never had a son."

“How do you know?" Lord Drowned Souls asked warily.

"I guessed-satisfied? Now quit the rubbish." She cursed under her breath.

Lord Drowned Souls stared at the

sky. "A Celestial Devourer cub must imprint on a master to survive.

Whoever dares raise one, if not

Vermilion Demon Lord's son?

In

Third Heaven, Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm is already the

ceiling... unless-" His gaze swung back to her. "Unless it's his adopted son?"

"Get lost." Granny Deadclaw looked ready to kick him.

Had Jared heard himself promoted from to adopted son in minutes, he would

adop milion Demon Lord's

have laughed and cried at once.

“Enough guessing. I haven't detected Ghostmask's aura, but I do have the attacker's. Follow me!"

She whirled and led her band in swift pursuit of Jared's party.