After circling around, Ye Sisi returned to the big tree she had been sitting on before and closed her eyes to rest. The Demon God Temple was only open for three days at a time, so she wasn't in a hurry.

In fact, she could sense that her actions were being monitored by a powerful demon. Perhaps it was the process of merging with the current, or the Great Ascension stage, or even the tribulation. However, she should be able to remain peaceful. She wasn't there to cause trouble; she was simply being obedient.

But she was obedient and honest, which caused a little trouble for the person hiding the truth.

It was alright inside the Demon God Temple. It collected all the spiritual herbs and fruits it found that could purify bloodlines or help high-level demon beasts reproduce, planning to share them with its parents and close friends after seeing them. After all, no demon beast dared to forcibly take anything from the Demon God Temple, otherwise it wouldn't be allowed to enter again.

As a result, not only did they not see their parents, but they were also targeted by an old geezer, the Great Elder of their Phantom Clan, who had always been at odds with their grandfather.

What made it even more uneasy was that it couldn't see any of its former clansmen who had stood by its side.

It was certainly not a prince; it was just something it did for fun, and also to scare Ye Sisi, who came from a lower plane.

However, its status is not low either. Its grandfather was the second elder of the Phantom Clan and a ninth-order great demon, whose talent and status were second only to the two tenth-order ancestors.

Its own bloodline talent was also among the best of its generation, so it was able to roam freely in Phantom Valley back then, otherwise it wouldn't have been so arrogant.

But even now it doesn't understand why it was thrown into a lower plane; it seems a lot has happened over the years.

No, no, I have to go out and find Dad right away. That old bastard's eyes are terrifying; it feels like he wants to devour me whole.

"You're Fusang, right? Good lad, you're good at hiding. You've even reverted to your ancestral bloodline, the Phantom Phoenix. Very good, very good. Looks like you have quite a bit of luck ahead."

Upon hearing this telepathic message, Zangtou's wings fluttered. "That old bastard is so arrogant. Could it be that my parents and grandfather have really encountered some trouble?"

"You old geezer, where are my grandfather and parents?"

"Don't worry, you'll be able to meet your grandfather soon, but before that, you have to pay off his debts."

The hid was completely incomprehensible, but the unease in my heart grew stronger and stronger. Oh no, something terrible seems to have happened.

The key issue is that I can't run away even if I want to. This old bastard is an eighth-tier demon, equivalent to a human cultivator in the Void Refinement stage. How could a little phoenix that has barely recovered to the Lesser Nascent Soul stage be a match for this old bastard?

"Is that all you've got? You've wasted your ancestral phoenix blood."

Hiding his head, tears were almost falling. That voice... well, the voice wasn't familiar, but that aura was definitely that of a national treasure.

"National Treasure, this old bastard is bullying the weak, let's beat him up!"

The national treasure, now a handsome young man, twitched at the corner of his mouth and said irritably, "I have a name, I'm called Li Zhen."

The little creature didn't care about anything else and flapped its wings to perch on the national treasure's shoulder: "National treasure, national treasure, this old bastard is bullying me, you saw it? It just bullied me with its power, and it almost broke my wings. If Dad saw this, he would be heartbroken."

Guobao indicated that it didn't want to talk. It should have arrived later. This guy with the hidden head was really asking for trouble. Didn't he see how the eyes of the large group of demons behind him had changed? Although it liked the name Guobao, it wasn't something just anyone could call out to. Besides, Sisi would feel sorry for this guy and was already being kind by not beating it to death.

The elder of the Phantom Clan was somewhat suspicious. This young man was the young patriarch of the Pixiu Clan, who was said to be ruthless. How did Fusang manage to get involved with such a person?

"I don't want to get involved in the dirty business of your Phantom Clan, but you can't touch this guy, understand?"

The Grand Elder was so angry he laughed. Although the Pixiu clan was powerful and not something that their small Phantom Valley could provoke, their family affairs were none of anyone else's business.

"Aren't you meddling too much? Fu Rong colluded with the demons and almost wiped out the Phantom Clan. Fu Sang has been missing for so many years, who knows if it has colluded with the demons? We hope you will not interfere in the internal affairs of our Phantom Clan."

Before Guobao could speak, Cangtou angrily said, "You old geezer, stop spouting nonsense! My grandfather would never collude with the demons. Oh, I know, you must be jealous that my grandfather's talent is better than yours, so you're trying to smear him. You're so old and still so petty, no wonder you're still just an eighth-level beast."

Guobao had no choice but to use his spiritual power to seal the mouth of the person hiding the head, and then transmitted his voice: "This matter is not so simple. Your grandfather was indeed possessed by a demon seed, but he was probably framed. Your parents were also implicated and are now making amends in the Demon Subduing Land. I can't do much in the Bamboo Sea Continent. You and Sisi should be careful. This Fulin is full of evil intentions. I'm warning you, it's okay if you die, but don't implicate Sisi, or I'll never forgive you."

After hearing this, Zang Tou felt as if he had been struck by lightning. How could this be? After being possessed by a demon, whether human or demon, there was only one fate: to be reduced to nothingness.

"As expected, like father, like son. Fusang, very well, if you have the guts, go with him to the Bamboo Sea Continent, otherwise... humph!"

After finishing his sentence, Fu Lin flicked his sleeves and strode away. If this weren't the Demon God Temple, he would have devoured this incredibly lucky brat right then and there.

But it doesn't matter. So what if he knows the Pixiu clan? They can't go directly from the Demon God Temple to the Myriad Demon Continent. When the time comes, he'll have plenty of ways to deal with this outspoken brat. Hmph, he thinks Fu Rong is still around. What an unruly fool.

Zangtou didn't hear what Fulin said clearly. He just felt his head buzzing. His grandfather was possessed by a demon seed, and his parents were in the Demon-Slaying Land. Were they still alive? They should still be alive, right?

"National Treasure, how are my parents and grandfather?"

"You know, there's only one outcome after being possessed by a demon. Your parents are fine for now, but in a place like the Demon Subduing Land, you could lose your life at any time."

The creature, unusually quiet, began to understand what it meant for things to have changed. It felt so frustrating and wanted to punch someone.

"I'll hold Fu Lin and the others back for you. You go out and find Si Si, and it would be best to leave the Ten Thousand Demon Continent immediately."

After realizing what was happening, the person who hid behind the screen belatedly said irritably, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"