The night sky was dotted with stars as Xiao Chen once again arrived at the Death Swamp, with no time to delay any longer. The Devil was visibly impatient and if he was unable to defeat it, he feared his life might be in danger.
In these past few days, Keke, the little befuddled creature, has been behaving obediently, sleeping sweetly most of the time. Xiao Chen knew the little beast was likely seriously cultivating, using the strange Dream Cultivation Method.
The Corpse Epidemic was drifting, like dancing black ribbons, the gloomy swamp was silent, with no birds or beasts daring to approach.
The Devil looked at Xiao Chen with a half-smile, following leisurely behind him These past two days, it had barely left Xiao Chen's side, no longer shadowing him secretly as before.
