Yet what he sensed was his corroded crown, actively falling towards him.
He began his advancement, taking the final step, directly entering the phase of comprehending the mysterious.
His Yin Devil form gradually faded away, and a fair young man emerged from within.
The Evil Lord stood naked at the cliff's edge, gazing towards the Mist Sea, but his gaze seemed to fall in the Void.
He looked at the Void, appearing not filled with much joy from the successful corrosion and establishment, but rather a long face like he was constipated for eight hundred years.
He made his utmost effort and merely, merely confirmed a rough direction.
He confirmed a general direction of the Seven Yin King in the Void, accuracy akin to the level of north, south, east, or west.
And in the Void, he also confirmed that the Seven Yin King is already extremely distant from the mortal realm, this vague direction destined to never be found again.
