Yue Changkong fled, vanishing without a trace. Qin Wentian's divine sense spread through the sky and enveloped countless distance but it was useless.
The current Yue Changkong has already awakened memories of his past life. He was completely unfathomable, becoming one of the vilest existences in this world. The dao arts he cultivated were all extremely heretic and evil. He wanted to control all the negative energy in the world, he devoured others to make them feel resentment and killing intent, he would then gather all these negative emotions to attack the souls and bodies of others.
In the air, a skeleton floated down. Qin Wentian stretched out a trembling hand and caught it. Little Rascal's entire body was shuddering as he let out low-sounding growls. Tears flowed down unceasingly from his saucer-like eyes.