Patriarch Deva had finally shown up.

Truth be told, he was quite surprised by how the events were playing out. Although he’d reached an agreement with Yang Qi, he had never felt completely comfortable about it. Thus, he had decided to observe him and get a better idea of what he was capable of. To his shock, Yang Qi seemed to advance rapidly with every moment that passed, giving no clue as to why or how.

This only convinced Patriarch Deva even more that Yang Qi was a clone of the Second Devil General, and that although his true self was being suppressed in the Bastille of the One God, he was able to send power to his clone.

On the one hand, Patriarch Deva knew that raising a tiger is inviting calamity, but on the other hand, he loved the increase in destiny Yang Qi was providing.

Thanks to the wealth Yang Qi had been funneling to him over the past months, he had increased his sect’s destiny by thirty percent. It was a shocking thing, considering that the dynasty had reached a bottleneck in growth, which meant that, normally speaking, it was...