The Northwest Sea, eleven streams of light swept across the void, stirring up towering waves.
A black shadow continuously changing in form was nearly shattered as each falling star struck it from the sky.
Wang Xingzhi initially wore a delighted smile, but after a moment of pursuit, a hint of dissatisfaction emerged on his face.
Too weak!
This Heart Demon was too weak, it couldn't possibly have come from one of Xin Zui's three old ghosts, so it must have fallen from Gu Feng or the doctor.
Its value plummeted instantly.
"Even a mosquito's leg is meat, encountering one so quickly is already lucky."
A Daoist comforted, acknowledging that coming across one in these vast seas was not easy.
Wang Xingzhi thought so too, never had they the luxury to be picky when weakening the enemy was always a priority.
"Perhaps that little demon led me astray, my heart grew too large suddenly."
Wang Xingzhi murmured with a strange expression, attributing this subtle change directly to Han Yu.
