Looking at the retreating group of hungry ghosts, Ji Bochang touched his chest, full of surprise and doubt.
The Devil Thoughts in his heart had indeed disappeared.
If he nurtured his body well and recovered his spirit, he might indeed have the chance to break through again.
Su Li took Ji Bochang away; this time, he did not visit Yu Ziqing.
But no one noticed that under the Abyssal Rift, on a protruding boulder, sat two not quite the same hungry ghosts.
Although they also had the typical hungry ghost form, their eyes and posture were distinctly different from the other hungry ghosts.
Just among these innumerable hungry ghosts, no one could discover them, nor would anyone delve into the Abyssal Rift to find them.
One of the hungry ghosts extended a hand, and those grabbing strands of Devil Thoughts queued up, handing them all over to her.
