บท 1955: World-Purification Dao

Amidst the black fog, the giant face floated behind Yue Changkong, malevolent and terrifying.

"How do you want to deal with him?" At this moment, that giant face asked Yue Changkong.

"Nutrients." Yue Changkong only replied a single word. This was something he wanted to do the most. Wasn't Qin Wentian very powerful? Once, Qin Wentian humiliated him, causing him to lose all face and stole all his glory. How should Qin Wentian pay him back for all of this?

He wanted Qin Wentian to become his nutrients. Only so would everything be concluded.

"Alright then, original body." The giant face laughed evilly. In an instant, the boundless black fog and countless heads began to rush towards Qin Wentian, wanting to devour him. Each head became an evil devil, wanting to suck Qin Wentian's blood and consume his flesh.