He returned to the real world once again.
Fang Heng lay on the bed and looked at the pure white ceiling.
The biggest gain of this trip was that he had figured out the demonic seed hidden in his body.
However, the number of troublesome points on his body did not decrease. Instead, they increased.
There was still half a year left for the pollution of the Tongues of Jealousy and if he did not do anything, the pollution would completely devour him.
Death!
Fang Heng took a deep breath and quickly calculated.
This time, he was tricked by Viona.
He definitely had to get back at her.
Therefore, it was likely that he and the Holy Court would fall out with each other.
The Holy Court would not let him off anyway.
One step at a time.
In short, he had to think of a way to transplant the sacred tree and solve his problem.
He would put the matter of Watts aside for a while.
