With his strength, tracking down the lid's whereabouts should have been the easiest thing in the world.
But right now Li An didn't dwell on it. Back then he'd gone to every length to get rid of the demon gourd lid, turning a blind eye to its thousand temptations—yet today he had to treat this thing as his proof of passage toward freedom.
The demon gourd lid looked as if it were made from some kind of coarse sand, not at all finely crafted. Running his fingers over it gave him a gritty, uncomfortable feel, but the power within it set his blood surging.
And those Demon Crystals could continually replenish the demonic power in his body.
With the fall of the Heaven-Devouring Great Demon, the surrounding hell-like realm was already slowly fading away. The power belonging to heaven and earth was beginning to reconstruct this space.
Li An took a deep breath.
Then another!
