"So, could it persuade your Witchcraft sect to hand over that hidden path you've concealed?"
"..."
"..."
"Why does this guy seem even scarier than Tai Sui?"
Before Menghu Pass, Er Guotou set up the altar and observed the world, seeing the situations all around, battles and life and death, the fate of heaven and earth.
Looking toward the Four Eastern and Southern Prefectures, he felt oppressed in his heart, noticing those sacrificing themselves to resist the Chen Family's Corpse Spell. His heart clearly sank, yet he felt that perhaps he shouldn't show sadness when these free spirits were doing their free-spirited actions.
Watching Xinshan Town's hundred shows being disrupted, and the Zhao Family losing their backbone to the stroke of an eye-opening trick by the populace, he couldn't help but clap in admiration, moved and eager to join in.
Seeing the Beidu Tiekan King and Long Hero King's armies clashing, he only thought, who said Shousui had no brains?
