On the outskirts of Weihe Town.
The figure of the Fire Sheep descended from the sky, turning into human form.
Excitement and disbelief filled his eyes.
"My master... has truly fallen?"
"Am I free?"
"What about Water Spirit, Mu Yao?"
"No news, could it be... they all met with accidents?"
"Does this mean, I'm the only one left from the Black Sun Church?"
"Ssss, this..."
He gasped in shock, his eyes flickering.
"The Black Sun Church headquarters, there's a lot of stuff hidden there... Hahaha, now it's all mine!"
"As long as..."
"Hum..."
An eerie humming sound suddenly started, and a dark vortex appeared behind him.
Before the Fire Sheep could react, a huge, emaciated ghost hand rose from the vortex and grabbed him!
The next second, his figure appeared within a massive palace filled with endless ghostly shadows.
The palace had flying eaves and upturned corners, carved dragons, and painted phoenixes, full of ancient charm.
