Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

manated from that direction.Jiang Wang hurried a few steps and turned around, only to see the corpse of a centipede-shaped ferocious beast, cut into several pieces, scattered there. In Li Jianqiu's ha...the initiative to ask him a question. But he didn't overthink it and replied earnestly: "I have no ill will towards deities. My animosity is directed at evil. I only kill evil gods."She Gu Yu Dao, "Th...