Lu Xingyan turned her head, only to see the retreating figure of Yuezheng Yan.
She glanced again at Feng Yuzhe, who stood before her, and immediately understood where those more than fifty thousand Blackening value had come from.
"Senior Brother Feng, the Dream-Breaking Talisman has been delivered, so I will head back first," Lu Xingyan said.
"Alright, thank you, Junior Sister," Feng Yuzhe replied weakly.
His gaze was alert, following the direction Lu Xingyan had just looked.
Staring at that figure, his expression was still somewhat dazed.
Was that the figure of the youth Demon Lord...
He didn't know why, but he fainted all of a sudden on the deck of the Flying Boat. When he woke up, he found his mind filled with memories that belonged to him yet felt strange.
It was even as if the world he was in was not real, more like a world born from a Book Spirit.
In these memories, what struck him most was the Demon Lord Yuezheng Yan.
