In Hou Yu's view, the Three-legged Golden Crow, who is blocking the road with the ancient grudge of the Hou Yi tribe, is absolutely someone who deserves to die.
Then thinking about the destination ahead, and his current state, the key point is that he didn't sense any hatred from the Three-legged Golden Crow towards witches…
"Move aside," Hou Yu said indifferently.
The Taiwei carrying the Three-legged Golden Crow had a somber expression, his killing intent flickering.
Even so, facing the Great Witch of ancient times, he still carried out an ancient rite of salutation in silence.
Just as Hou Yu was about to lose patience and curse, Taiwei spoke.
"Do you know who the person whose body you've occupied, whose soul is oppressed to the brink of death by you, is?"
Again because of the Evil Emperor's heirs?
Hou Yu was stunned.
He felt the world indeed had changed.
It seemed like the entire universe was revolving around the words "Evil Emperor's heirs."
