Following Su Yi’s gaze, they saw a man in bronze armor. Every inch of him emanated the aura of the early-stage Profound Illumination Realm.

However, he wasn’t a true Emperor.

Rather, he was an Imperial-level Demonic Golem!

Just like the name implied, a Demonic Golem was a golem refined through Demonist legacies and secret arts.

An Imperial-level Demonic Golem was unquestionably a first-rate treasure.

Even in the Nine Provinces of the Wilds, you could only find them in peak Demonist orthodoxies.

But if that were all there was to it, it still wouldn’t be worthy of Su Yi’s attention.

The crux of the matter was that he’d refined the man in bronze armor himself in his past life! He was the ninth Demonic Golem Su Yi had crafted, hence his name: “Mo Jiu”, or “Ninth Demon.”

All these years have passed. The people have changed, but the treasures haven’t. Mo Jiu’s aura hasn’t changed all that much. It seems that over the years, the Wei Family has viewed him as a treasure and continuously looked after him, providing him with an endless supply of Grand Dao Divine Essence… thought Su Yi.

Demonic Golems weren’t living people, but they had true spirits, and their power required a continuous supply of Grand...