The shadow was now an incomparably bizarre and gruish pitch black tree. It had over a hundred eyes, all of which radiated an astonishing crimson light that made the entire mine seem like a world of blood. The malicious ferocity it exuded seemed filled with madness. It was as if the shadow had been holding back for so long that, when it finally managed to reach a breakthrough, everything it had been suppressing in its heart finally erupted into the open. Strangely, though, much of that ferocious maliciousness wasn’t directed at Xu Qing, but rather, at Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior.

Given how Xu Qing had suppressed the shadow on a daily basis for such a long time, it would have made sense for all its killing intent to be focused on him. But obviously, some of the things the patriarch had done aroused the shadow’s hatred to this level.

The patriarch’s expression was solemn as lightning crackled around him and he looked at the shadow. However, inside he was bursting with joy.

Ah, Little Shadow, you did perfectly. You couldn’t have picked a better way to reveal your rebellious...