On the third floor of the Xuanling Treasure, Ziwei in his true form had shrunk significantly, going from six hundred zhang down to five hundred.
His aura was weak, and he muttered incessantly.
"Zhou Chuan, you bastard, why aren't you back yet?"
"I'm going to die. To think I, the great Devouring King, would actually die in a place like this."
"I haven't even had a few kids yet, and now I'm going to die. What a wrongful death!"
"It's all that bastard Zhou Chuan's fault, making me eat dead men's bones. And the Butterfly King made me eat a fiend—why was I so stupid to listen to him?"
"Ruan Lianyu and the others have been gone for so long, why isn't he back yet?"
"Whatever. Even if he comes, he won't be able to defeat the fiend spirit; we can't count on him."
"Suddenly, I sort of miss that minor demon! With no one to talk to, it's so boring!"
Chapter 1198