"Master, things went very smoothly. Demon Blood has already obtained Pan's divine attribute and brought it back. The other party indeed had malicious intentions, or rather, it is highly likely that it is no longer the god Pan of the half-sheep people," said Black Hand with a respectful tone.
Qin Muye, who was reading a book, was surprised by this; he hadn't expected it to be so quick. However, he quickly realized that a day had already passed, and the coordination between internal and external efforts could indeed be swift.
"This is Pan's divine attribute. Please take a look," Black Hand passed the divine attribute to Qin Muye.
At first glance, it appeared quite normal, filled with nature and vitality, making one feel as if they were enjoying the freshness of a spring day, both body and mind falling into a kind of joy.
However, Qin Muye restrained this thought. To him, this was not a good feeling at all. It was comfortable, but it was like being lured by someone.
