"Old Devil Mou…" Qin Sang remembered this person.0

Back when the black-armored man sent by Huntian Island’s master was guarding the Dongming Cold Flame, he had mentioned that Old Devil Mou was interested in it, and that the island master had invited him to subdue the flame. Old Devil Mou was a long-established giant of the devilish path.2

"I did not expect the Dongming Cold Flame to have already been taken. This person must be extremely well-versed in controlling fire…" Qin Sang felt a pang of regret.1

He knew well that all of Saint Dongming’s relics had been destroyed under the corrosion of the Dongming Cold Flame. The flame itself was the only remaining treasure, an opportunity one could only encounter by chance.0

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The journey proceeded smoothly without encountering a beast tide. They eventually...0