That wisps of black smoke carried a terrifying aura. The moment it appeared, the demonic spirits inside the Myriad Worlds Pagoda trembled violently, nearly collapsing as they revealed expressions of shock and awe.
"Ancestor, that is my ancestor!" the demonic spirit's voice trembled.
Ye Qing nodded slightly, knowing that this wisps of black smoke was likely the residual will left behind by the Sovereign of the Demon Realm.
Chapter 707