When Lin Dong exited the Burning Sky Cauldron, the first thing he noticed, was Mu Lingshan sleeping peaceful atop the Life Death Coffin Cover like a little kitten. Unable to hold it in, he bitterly laughed. This little lass sleeps a little too much. Could she have been sleeping all along while he was closed within the cauldron?

Lin Dong stood before the floating Life Death Coffin Cover, as he stared at Mu Lingshan’s porcelain doll like face. At this moment, a strand of saliva was hanging from the corner of her mouth, evidence of the sweet dream she was having.

“This lass…”

With a slight smile, Lin Dong shook his head as he gently stroked Mu Lingshan’s little head. As his palm made contact with her, his pupils suddenly contracted. The Devouring Ancestral Symbol within his body had unexpectedly started to tremble at this moment...

“What’s going on?”

Lin Dong pursed his lips, as his expression started to fluctuated irregularly. Why did the Devouring Ancestral Symbol within him have such a strange response...