Martial Master

At the entrance of the Phantom Demon Abyss Cave, strands of black demonic energy flowed as usual, emanating a maddening evil aura that deterred any powerful human from approaching.

Hoo!

Unnoticed, two figures quietly appeared there, their figures graceful and stunning, standing outside the cave, gazing deep into its depths.

It was none other than the Phantom Martial Emperor and the mysterious sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect.

The sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect stood at the cave entrance, his gaze penetrating into the endless depths of the cave, as if expecting something, his eyes filled with indescribable meaning.

A year had passed, a full year.

Chen Sisi was still deep inside the cave, never coming out. According to her initial agreement of a year's time, it had now been much longer, yet there was still no news of Chen Sisi.

"Sect Master, the Holy Daughter should be dead by now," the Phantom Martial Emperor sighed softly.

She looked at the sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect, her heart filled with unspeakable meaning, an endless regret surfacing.

To be honest, she held the sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect in immense awe. After exiting the Ancient Yu Realm, the sect leader had treated her as the focus of the sect's nurturing. In just over a year, she had advanced from the early stage of the Martial God realm to the mid-stage.

Such a breakthrough defied the comprehension of ordinary people.

The Phantom Martial Emperor, or rather the Phantom Martial God, deeply understood how much the sect had invested in her, and thus her heart was filled with gratitude towards the sect master.

However, what she could not comprehend was the sect master's attitude towards the Holy Daughter.

Being one of the sect master's closest disciples, she deeply knew how much the sect master cared for the Holy Daughter. Over the past year, the sect master would come to the Phantom Demon Abyss Cave daily, countless times by now.

Yet, over a year had passed, and there was still no word from the Holy Daughter within the cave. It was a place where even a powerful Martial God would perish, how could the Holy Daughter, just a half-step Martial God, survive?

This left the Phantom Martial God perplexed, unable to understand why, despite the sect master caring for the Holy Daughter, he would watch her go to her death, and still visit here daily.

"No, Chen Sisi is not dead," the sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect suddenly said.

The Phantom Martial God was stunned.

What did the sect master say? The Holy Daughter is not dead?

She was a bit dazed, this was the first time in over a year the sect master had spoken to her, but how could this be possible? Such a perilous place, even a powerful Martial God couldn't last three months, how could the Holy Daughter survive over a year?

Moreover, according to the sect master's agreement, the Holy Daughter only needed to stay in the cave for a year to be absolved of all charges. Now that the year had long passed, if the Holy Daughter wasn't dead, why wouldn't she leave the cave?

"Sect Master, how is the Holy Daughter not dead?" the Phantom Martial God asked, both shocked and excited.

Towards Chen Sisi, the Phantom Martial God was full of respect. For Chen Sisi, she had almost perished in the Ancient Yu Realm. Even after breaking through to the Martial God realm, that respect for the Holy Daughter remained unchanged.

If Chen Sisi wasn't dead, she would naturally be happy, but how could the Holy Daughter not be dead?

This time, the sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect did not answer her, only gazed deeply into the depths of the cave.

The people in the sect had long believed Chen Sisi to be dead, but she could feel that Chen Sisi was not dead. The person she had chosen was still deep within the cave, not dead.

Moreover, after coming here daily for over a year, today, she felt a sense of intuition, a vague feeling that today would be different, prompting her earlier sudden remark.

At this moment, deep within the Phantom Demon Abyss Cave.

The black demonic energy here was extremely dense, almost tangible, with countless vengeful spirits screeching and howling. Such terrifying demonic aura, even if a Nineth Level Martial God entered, their will would be instantly overwhelmed by the magic.