章 1181: What a Fine Autumn

The freak that had climbed out of its grave was Black Robe.

Her methods truly were extraordinary. She had succeeded in deceiving everyone.

Yes, this graveyard was not a sacrificial altar for communicating with the Sacred Light Continent, just a means of distracting the Demon Lord's attention.

But this graveyard was a sacrificial altar.

The nobles being offered were not offerings to the Sacred Light Continent, but to the abyss to assist her in reincarnating.

This evil method was what had allowed her to live for so many years, the greatest secret that made it incredibly difficult for her to be captured or killed.

In the last several centuries, she had used this method twice.

While she was setting up the spatial path to the Sacred Light Continent, she had not forgotten to arrange a path of escape.

Thus, even though Chen Changsheng's breakthrough into the Divine and Su Li's sword from the heavens had truly left her extremely disappointed and in pain, she had not despaired.