"I've made up my mind," Xiang Lingshuang nodded.
He had always considered himself a follower of Han Muye, hoping to one day return to Heavenly Mystic and continue to serve as Han Muye's guard when he helped guard the Desolate Wilderness.
But later, he realized that his cultivation and strength couldn't keep up with Han Muye's rapid progress.
Unknowingly, he lost the qualification to follow in Han Muye's footsteps.
This time, Han Muye would take him to the Divine Realm, and he was determined to seize any opportunity.
"Me too." Han Qi nodded.
Coming out of the Netherworld, he saw the Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm, and he desired power more than anyone else.
Only with sufficient power could he go further.
Han Muye didn't speak again; he raised his hand, and two battle puppets transformed into black armor and flew to stand in front of the two.
"Boom—"
The battle puppets enveloped their bodies from head to toe.
