"Once this perfect body has been fully cultivated, I will make a push to... return to the Demon Saint Realm!"
"At your command!" Zi Huang bowed respectfully and then withdrew with the other two Demon Emperors, guarding the entrance strictly.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing's entire body stiffened, a storm of shock rising in his heart:
He wants to possess me?!
No wonder Taichu Master said he was "better than expected"...
No wonder there was no doubt about his identity...
It turns out that from the very beginning, the Golden-winged Roc he was cultivating, which hadn't emerged yet, was the best vessel for possession!
At this time, Taichu Master's phantom slowly floated out from beneath the golden skeleton, ghost-like, approaching Zhou Qing's side.
Those translucent hands gently stroked the feathers of the Golden-winged Roc transformed by Zhou Qing, fingertips gliding over each glowing golden feather, eyes filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.
