Chapter 4685
“You are not a demon cultivator. Your demon clan’s ultimate fire is impure.”
Yun Li gently pressed his sword before speaking to Kai.
“Oh? And how do you know that?”
Kai was slightly surprised.
His current ultimate fire wasn’t purely that of the demon clan but a fusion of multiple ultimate fires.
Yet Yun Li had seen through it instantly.
“I’ve encountered pure demon clan ultimate fire before. Yours is different.”
Yun Li’s tone was certain.
Kai frowned slightly. He hadn’t expected someone from the Ten Palaces to have dealt with a Flame Demon before.
“Is Mr. Shi, the one behind you, from the demon clan?”
Yun Li asked.
Since Kai possessed the demon clan’s ultimate fire, it was highly likely that his backer was a demon cultivator.
Kai shook his head. “No.”
“Then who is he?”
Yun Li was eager to know the identity of the person capable of both killing Luo Ta and bringing him back to life.
Killing Luo Ta wasn’t the shocking part—if it came down to a fight, Yun Li was confident he could do the same.
Although both he and Luo Ta were at the peak of the ninth level of the Mahayana realm, Yun Li was the son of the Tenth Palace Master.
The sword in his hand wasn’t something an ordinary worshiper like Luo Ta could possess.
When cultivators were at the same level, victory depended on experience and magical weapons.
But killing Luo Ta and then resurrecting him? That was unheard of. Even his father, the Tenth Palace Master, couldn’t do that.
“I don’t know,” Kai replied, shaking his head again.
Yun Li frowned, staring at him. “You don’t know who your own backer is?”
He found it hard to believe. After all, Mr. Shi had been protecting Kai.
How could Kai not know his identity?
But Kai remained silent.
In truth, he genuinely had no idea who Mr. Shi was.
He had been curious for a long time, constantly trying to uncover Mr. Shi’s true identity.
Right now, Kai wasn’t concerned with any of that.
All he knew was that Mr. Shi was one of the few people who had truly been good to him.
Nothing else mattered.
“I don’t know,” Kai repeated, shaking his head once more.
Yun Li studied him for a moment but chose not to press further. Whether Kai genuinely didn’t know or simply didn’t want to say, Yun Li understood that pushing the issue any further would be pointless.
“You’re not from the Heavenly Realm, are you?” Yun Li suddenly asked.
Kai froze for a moment, then nodded.
He had no idea how Yun Li could tell. After all, he looked no different from any other cultivator from the Heavenly Realm.
No one had ever questioned his origins before.
Yet Yun Li had seen through him at first glance.
This guy’s insight was terrifyingly sharp.
“Do you want to know how I figured it out?”
Yun Li smirked.
Kai remained silent, his expression unreadable. He refused to let Yun Li dictate the conversation.
Seeing no response, Yun Li continued, “Because in the Heavenly Realm, no such genius exists. No cultivator here fights beyond their level like you do.”
“You’re only at the second level of the Mahayana Realm. Even for a genius, defeating a third- or fourth-level Mahayana cultivator would defy the will of heaven.”
“But you managed to kill someone at the peak of the ninth level. A monster like you simply doesn’t exist in the Heavenly Realm.”
Yun Li spoke with absolute certainty.
Watching him, Kai only smiled.
For someone from the God Clan, Yun Li was surprisingly restrained.
Most God Clan cultivators were prideful and arrogant. If it had been anyone else, they wouldn’t have wasted words—they would have attacked immediately.
“You can ask me something now. That would make it fair,” Yun Li offered.
“What kind of organization is your temple? What is its purpose?”
Kai asked without hesitation.
He had long been curious about this temple of the God Clan.
Why was it formed?
Did it have anything to do with the ancient war between gods and demons?