The current situation was a stalemate.
Snowmoon God Emperor could not find Fan Lang, and Fan Lang did not dare make any rash moves.
Inside the Land of Sky.
Fan Lang sat atop a mountain, with the ever-turning Six Paths Golden Wheel before him.
The mountain beneath him was anything but ordinary. The entire mountain had condensed from Azure Sky Crystal, serving as energy for the Land of Sky and strengthening its various spatial effects.
When he had been outside earlier, Fan Lang had used a mask to conceal his true face. There was no need for that now; his face was completely bare.
"Fan Lang, I actually died by your hand. I refuse to accept this! Even in death, I cannot rest in peace. I will curse you with my soul!"
Within the Six Paths Golden Wheel, Snow Fox's soul uttered a resentful curse.
"What do you have to be unwilling about? Don't you have any fucking idea what you've done? A spy like you should have been prepared from the start. Staying alive was your good fortune; dying is what you deserve!" Fan Lang rebuked him.
"Even if I died, I should have died at the hands of some great God Emperor-level figure. How could I accept dying to a junior like you? What's more, you killed me with a sneak attack. I died without even knowing what happened!"
"Looks like you think your death came too cheaply. That's fine. I'll satisfy you properly and make your death far more miserable!"
Fan Lang was already irritated at being trapped here. How could he possibly be in the mood to listen to a dead man's chatter?
He activated the Six Paths Golden Wheel, creating a Small Samsara and drawing Snow Fox's soul into it. He used all kinds of