Batiste hadn’t fought with Dudian yet. He didn’t even hurt a hair on his body but he felt extremely humiliated.
He clenched his teeth. The anger in his heart made him want to roar. But he held back this time. He didn’t want Dudian to take advantage of his roar to hide his voice, he couldn’t be fooled again!
He controlled himself to calm down. His anger turned into murderous intent. He looked at every inch of the soil. He checked every leaf and weed on the ground. He was looking for Dudian’s footprints, and the smell.
However, he checked again and again. There was no trace of Dudian’s footprints near the stone. He suddenly understood that Dudian or the king of corpses had the ability to fly!
Looking at the vast night sky, Baptiste took off into the air. His fists were clenched and his eyes were gloomy. He knew that it would be very difficult to find Dudian again.
