The Paramita Divine Flower was stolen?
Looking at the empty ground in front of him, the Heishan Old Demon's outstretched hand froze in place instantly, and his deep face revealed a look of disbelief.
He only came back to his senses after a few moments, and a monstrous rage and killing intent burst out from his ferocious eyes.
"Who is it? Who dares to snatch my Paramita Divine Flower?!"
In the spacious secret realm, the Heishan Old Demon let out a deafening roar. Waves of terrifying killing intent swept out like a flood.
Immediately after, he bounced up, frantically searching the secret realm.
The Paramita Divine Flower was his lifeblood. It was his last hope to break through the shackles and advance to the Divine Strength realm.
For this, he had waited for three thousand years and even watered the flower with his demon blood, all for the day it matured.
