This? 0

"Senior Black Devil?" Wu Yuan called out, his voice echoing in the void. But the silence that answered was deafening. 0

Realization dawned upon him. Has he chosen to disperse his consciousness already?0

Wu Yuan realized that his successful fusion with that wisp of the Ancestral Pagoda's essence must have granted Sovereign Black Devil his long-awaited wish to be released. 0

After countless eons of imprisonment, who could blame that ancient being for seizing freedom at the first opportunity?0

To Sovereign Black Devil, my future accomplishments are likely of little consequence. Wu Yuan mused, a wry smile tugging at his lips. Why would one who has already passed on care for such trivial matters?0

In the grand scheme of things, they were strangers, bound only by circumstance and the whims of fate. Had the Sovereign not died, their meeting would have ended in bloodshed the moment Wu Yuan's identity as a fellow imprint bearer was revealed.5

Wu Yuan's gaze swept across the roiling darkness that surrounded him. He promised to make me the new master of the Black Devil Blood Hollow. But how am I to do so when I can't even leave this special space?0

Despite the trials he had endured and the power he had gained, Wu Yuan felt insignificant in the face of the Black Devil Blood Hollow's...0