The Blood Evil Stone in Zhao Xinyao's hand constantly emitted an astonishing power, making the anticipation in Zhao Xinyao's eyes grow stronger and stronger.
However, the earth-shattering evil within the Blood Evil Stone also made Zhao Xinyao somewhat hesitant.
Although she did not understand what this evil might bring her, she knew that such immense power, once out of control, would only lead to her bursting apart and dying.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Xinyao still couldn't make up her mind.
"What should I do? Go back and present the stone to the beggar master? Or use it myself?"
"Give it to the beggar master. That way, I won't take too many risks, and the master will surely forgive my mistakes."
"No! The beggar is unpredictable, and if I make another mistake next time, he'll surely kill me. I'd better use it myself."
"Yes, use it myself. If I succeed, my cultivation will definitely surpass Wang Yan's, and then I will avenge his enmity myself!"
