She was once again drawn to the Gate of Bearing Heaven and that mysterious book. In truth, Quinn Shepherd couldn't read the script on the book—he could only make out the words on the gate.
He only knew a single phrase of the Netherworld Tongue—just enough to open the Gate of Bearing Heaven. For that one sentence, he’d nearly been killed by the Nethervault Demon King.
"Want to learn it? I’ll teach you," Quinn said calmly, not blushing or skipping a beat.
From Granny Sue’s mouth came Tyson Li’s voice, sneering: "Why would I need you to teach me? You’re a Cult Master and Holy Teacher, but so am I—and I’m your senior at that. If you teach me, where would my pride go?"
Quinn smiled faintly. "But you’ve never truly mastered the True Art of the Earth Star Marquis."
Tyson Li fumed, shooting him a flirtatious glare. "I’m a Cult Master and Holy Teacher—how could I not know it?"
Quinn ignored her, steadying his mind—the look she gave was too dangerous, nearly making his soul waver. He activated the Ninefold Heaven Eye Art: layer upon layer of celestial patterns opened in his eyes as he looked at Emperor Evan, seeing inside him a series of broken divine treasuries, like shattered worlds.
Quinn let out a low cry. Suddenly, his brow split open to reveal a third eye—an eye not of the mortal world, but seemingly born from darkness itself, radiating a gloomy, chilling aura that made the candlelight in the room instantly dim and murky.
As that eye opened, it was as if the whole room had slipped into another world—no longer part of the human realm.
With this eye, Quinn looked again and immediately saw Emperor Evan’s soul and primordial spirit, pinpointing the source of his affliction.