"That coward, the Chief Director, hasn't dared to show his face yet. I'm getting impatient.
Tell me, what is he cultivating for, anyway?
And having you, an Eighth Tier, sent to die, what's the point?" Yu Ziqing said as he took out a compass for a routine inspection.
However, this time, he saw the compass needle spinning continuously before finally stopping at the "incarnation" mark.
Yu Ziqing was somewhat taken aback.
"It really is an incarnation?"
The old man's calm eyes finally showed a hint of surprise, and then he became at ease.
"Whether it's an incarnation or not, it doesn't matter anymore. Just bringing back some information to the Chief Director at the last moment is enough."
In an instant, the old man opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the bloody sand waves into his body. Demonic Qi erupted from him, and Death Qi began to grow.
