The night wind suddenly picked up, and the candlelight dimmed.
In the corner, the figure approaching was stretched out by the light.
The consciousness of Wang Qingwan gradually blurred, she vaguely saw someone coming in from outside, unhindered and indifferent.
She wanted to see the true face of the person, but her eyelids were getting heavier, her blood energy was locked, and she passed out directly.
"A Demon Sealing Master!?" The corpulent man's eyes squinted slightly, then revealed a teasing smile.
"Weak insect, you want to gain power? Pledge your allegiance to me, I can help you."
The corpulent man was staring at Zhou Dao, as if examining a prey. He did not make a move, instead he licked the corner of his mouth, displaying a seemingly harmless demeanor.
"Oh? How do you plan to help me?" Zhou Dao was intrigued.
The corpulent man's gaze had a hint of a sly smile.
"I can help to improve your cultivation, make you powerful, even above those Demon-slaying Guards..."