Sunlight pierced through the thin mist, falling upon the courtyard where Jiang Man was.
Jiang Man gently pinched the lock, and it dissipated within the light.
It was as if it had never been there.
"What kind of power formed this lock?" Jiang Man was quite curious.
He knew it was something from his Heart Spirit.
But he wasn't clear on exactly how it was formed or what power it relied on.
In any case, the lock was just a feeling.
Suppression, despair, helplessness.
But Jiang Man didn't dwell on it.
It wasn't anything important. He just needed to keep improving.
As for the Evil God's revenge, that was even less of a concern.
He hadn't even given much thought to a Fairy's revenge, let alone that of a dead Evil God.
Continuing to raise his Cultivation was the most important thing to do.
It was just a pity that he hadn't managed to get his hands on anything good.
He would occasionally try to get things.
But...
