"Finally born..."
Wang Ba gazed into the distance towards the direction of the Northern Continent.
His vision had long since penetrated the void.
But soon, his sight was abruptly cut off.
A cold voice rang in his ear:
"What are you looking at!?"
"Ahem."
Wang Ba coughed lightly, turning his head as if nothing had happened.
He wasn't someone to overstep boundaries, it's just that noticing Yu Wuheng had finally delivered the child in her womb, he was subconsciously curious.
Glancing at the divine corpse now thoroughly submerged in the Sea Eye for suppressing corpses, he suddenly became a bit enlightened.
"So, this is how the complete severance of the physical body and True Spirit is achieved? These Innate Divine Demons are indeed different from cultivators."
He turned his head, looking at Daoist Yuanci, his expression slightly awkward:
"Sorry to trouble you, Taoist Friend, for making this trip."
Daoist Yuanci's expression was calm:
