Shen Bai was all alone on the vast, boundless grassland.
When Feng Zheng and the others saw Shen Bai through the mirror's reflection, they witnessed him do something truly horrifying.
Shen Bai placed his hand on the pitch-black gourd, a profound and mysterious smile spreading across his face.
They couldn't understand why Shen Bai was smiling like that. Only Shen Bai himself knew the reason.
'Wang Tianxing, you really know how to deliver,' Shen Bai thought.
He was in desperate need of Evil Qi and Deceitful Objects. To think that Wang Tianxing's plot against him had, by some twist of fate, brought him such a great boon.
Shen Bai had already accumulated eight wisps of Evil Qi, and now was the time to use them.
Wisps of smoke formed words before Shen Bai's eyes. He glanced up at them, then mentally recited the word 'Appraise'.
