Qin Yu closed his eyes. His mind instantly established a connection with Nine Nether Pagoda.

And this connection was based on the connection between Qin Yu and the Nightmare Ancestral Land. Or, it could be called an additional attribute he gained after that connection had been strengthened to a certain degree.

In short, what he could do right now was interfere with the internal flow of power within Nine Nether Pagoda to a certain extent. If he had to say how strong this interference was, then if someone asked him to directly summon it and pulverize the three demons into a mass of gooey flesh and blood…sorry, but that was not possible.

But if he just wanted to stop these three black-robed demons from carrying Cloud Billow off, that wasn’t too hard.

As Qin Yu fell silent and closed his eyes, the light in Cloud Billow’s eyes slowly extinguished as it was swallowed by unwillingness and despair.

Perhaps this was the inevitable destiny of the old King’s lineage…

Once his status was made public, Cloud Billow couldn’t imagine the terrifying situation that would follow afterwards. Despair crashed into him like a tide, yet it was also like layers of spider webs that wrapped around his heart, making every breath difficult...