The cultivation and essence of the Demon King Realm had all converged into these wings; after the demon beast's death, through layers of lethal formations, it entered this place. As the days passed and years grew deep, it awakened the bloodline of its ancestors, thus undergoing evolution.
Rather than calling this a remnant, it would be better to say it is a treasure.
"Time as universe, space as cosmos; let's call this 'Universe Wings.'"
Zhou Dao waved his large hand, and Primordial Power surged, ready to claim this treasure.
The Mysterious Python Demon God watched with a cold and suffocating aura.
It had been trapped here for endless years, had long coveted these wings, and even contributed to the birth of this Magical Treasure.
The Mysterious Python Demon God had originally planned to escape its bonds one day and flee heaven and earth with this treasure. It never anticipated that it would end up benefiting Zhou Dao for nothing.
