Xu Yi returned to Notting Hill, and could no longer restrain the joy in his heart, clenching his fist and shouting aloud.
It truly was snatching food from the tiger's mouth, he had brazenly stolen the spirit of the True God right from under the watch of Behemoth and the Ring of Destruction.
There was no doubt that the spirit of the True God was the most precious thing in this fog-enshrouded world.
"Xu Yi, you're back!"
Carlyle, wearing an Imposter Mask, flashed out and looked at Xu Yi with surprise.
The Imposter Mask required a user with similar bloodlines to produce the best effect, so Xu Yi, struck by inspiration, had Carlyle drink his blood.
Carlyle, inheriting the vampire's Ability, was an expert in manipulating blood.
"Is there any movement over there?" Xu Yi asked.
The people from the Ring of Destruction responsible for surveilling him were around Notting Hill; this was due to the nature of the Roy ancient lantern, which worked better the closer it was to the target.