Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

In all fairness, Xuan Jiuling's request was actually not too much.

Determining whether Tianma Ruijiang is really dead is the key to this battle.

If there is a mistake in this important information, it is definitely the result of asking for death.

Xuan Jiuling was cautious by nature. In the face of such a huge surprise, he was still able to stabilize his emotions. He was not dazzled by the sudden victory, and he was able to carefully verify the authenticity of the news. This is where he excels.

If possible, Huang Yueli did not reject his questions and was willing to answer him truthfully.

However, the place where she and Li Moying killed Rui Jiang was actually in the cave of Rui Xun, a strong Demon King Realm in ancient times.

There are too many secrets hidden in the cave, and it is even more related to her and Li Moying's secrets as evil cultivators. It is impossible to tell others.

Fortunately, Huang Yueli had considered this point in advance and made some preparations.

With a flick of her wrist, she took out the magic stone of Tianmo Ruijiang from the space, and gently placed it on the table.

"General Xuanshen, Lord Meng, this is the magic stone of Tianmo Ruijiang. We even dug out his magic stone, how could he not be dead?"

"What? The magic stone of Tianmo Ruijiang!!"

"You really brought out his magic stone! This... this is really..."

Xuan Jiuling and Meng Shurong gasped together.

Although they already knew that since Huang Yueli and the others had killed Tianmo Ruijiang, getting his magic stone was a matter of course and not worth making a fuss about, but they still couldn't control their emotions.

This is... the magic stone of a demon powerhouse at the peak of the demon clan!

Both of them are three hundred years old together, and they have never met once!

Even Xuan Jiuling, as a well-known master in the God Realm, has never had a record of killing demons at their peak!

Huang Yueli pushed the magic stone to the center of the table and withdrew her hand.

Xuan Jiuling and Meng Shurong immediately swarmed up, completely disregarding their own image, lying on the table, their eyes fixed on the magic stone, watching carefully, up and down, left and right, unwilling to miss a single detail.

Meng Shurong was still muttering: "It turns out that this is the magic stone left by the demon tribe in the peak period of the demons! The demon energy contained in it is too strong. Just looking at it like this makes me feel suffocated in my chest. It’s still at the Dao Profound Realm! If it’s an ordinary protoss, I’m afraid it’s impossible to get close to it. It’s hard to imagine, Miss Huang, did you bring it all the way back from the demon camp?”

Huang Yueli did not expect him to ask such a question.

She wasn't even afraid of the demon Ruijiang himself, but she was afraid of a magic stone left by a dead person? Isn't this an extra question?

She blinked her eyes before she nodded and said, "That's right, I did bring it back. It's not a difficult task, of course I have a secret method to shield the demonic energy."

Meng Shurong also realized that his question just now was stupid, so he coughed twice and apologized to Huang Yueli: "Patriarch Huang, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean that your strength is not enough. I'm just a little... well, I'm a little bit too Confused!"

"I understand, City Lord Meng, you don't have to worry about it." Huang Yueli said hastily.

At this time, Xuan Jiuling suddenly asked in doubt, "No, why is this magic stone different from the magic stone at the peak of the demon that I saw at the headquarters of the coalition army many years ago?"