At that moment, he was like a hybrid, a powerful hybrid, and if he could also obtain the power of Hell, his strength would undoubtedly surge. Eight wings were indeed what Qi Yue aspired to, but alas, he couldn't pay such a price.
"Cold Child," Qi Yue said calmly, "to be honest, I too desire that kind of power, but I cannot betray my own heart. I cannot give up everything I now possess for the sake of increasing my own strength."
Cold Child dismissively replied, "That's simple! Everything you possess now? Give me a day, and I can completely destroy all that you now have."