Now, the Black Coffin manifested, and the shadowy figure was sucked into the Black Coffin like a Shocking Dragon drawing water.
"Pulling out the rug from under the feet! Is this going to drain all the Power of the Abyss Ancestor from this place?" Zhou Dao was astounded.
Originally, he had simply wanted to add one more lock.
That way, even if Wang Tong were to control the Demon God Catastrophe in the future, he would not be able to take away the Power of the Abyss Ancestor under restraint.
But now, the method left by Zhou Xuan was even more domineering; he directly absorbed all the Power of the Abyss Ancestor that had been cultivated for two thousand years and accumulated for two thousand years.
If Wang Tong knew about this, he would probably cough up blood.
"Damn, how did he manage to do that?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but admire.
His deadbeat dad had been gone for over twenty years, but the many means he left behind had a profound impact.
