Chapter Twenty-Two: Returning Home

A head of silver hair and a string of violet-black incantations across the face appeared desolate in the moonless night. The cold, indifferent visage and crimson eyes exuded an unparalleled aura in the darkness. Behind me, a pair of bat wings inscribed with golden runes unfurled, pale golden sigils drifting around their edges—though I alone withheld the fangs, refusing to let them emerge.

Though I knew it wasn’t necessary to wield the true form of a first-generation corpse demon to deal with a fourth-generation one, I wanted Li Te to be completely overawed by my identity; after all, only such a dramatic entrance would be perfect.

Floating in the void a hundred meters away, I made my ruthless entrance. Both Te and Wang Yong, as well as Li Te, gazed at me in shock, as if beholding a god.

Before Li Te could speak, I moved swiftly to his side, sweeping my hands before him; instantly, my supernatural power weighed down on him, forcing him to his knees, unable to move. In that moment, I felt more than ever like a deity from television, my power divine.

My ability was formless now. Li Te struggled, prone and terrified, eyes wide as he looked at me. I was sure he had seen a first-generation corpse demon before. I floated a meter above the ground, three meters from Li Te, and began to speak: “Li Te, I have a question for you. You must answer in detail.” With that, I drifted down to stand opposite him, waving a hand to lift the ability’s suppression.

The moment the power was released, his f