Shen Qiang's words made the Evil Spirit, condensed from the black mist, shudder, but after a moment of silence, he said calmly, "The Immortal Realm, the Empress, it sounds beautiful, but what does it have to do with me? Even if you want to paint me a picture to satisfy hunger, this is not what I desire."
Hearing this, Shen Qiang frowned. While carefully wiping the sweat from the ground, he said indifferently, "Everyone has the noblest ideals and the most evil desires in their hearts. I don't believe you have no desires. Currently, in Huaxia, there are only over twenty thousand people with the surname Yuwen, but fortunately, I found a branch of the Yuwen family."
"And through my subordinate technician, Hao Deben, it has been confirmed that their ancestors came from your eldest son, Yuwen Xun, so they count as your direct descendants."
