Granny Sha, Prince Xiao, and the bearded man raised their heads, only to see that the sky, which had been clear just moments before, suddenly turned pitch-black and dim.
Only the divine radiance emitted by the high officials of Gongzhou, the rogue cultivators, and the divine shrines, divine embryos, golden cores, and Nascent Souls of the practitioners remained in the city. The lights bursting from various spells also illuminated the gloomy sky from time to time.
Granny Sha's eyelids twitched violently, and she muttered, "Do you feel it? A strange force is invading your Dao heart and distorting your vision?"
"No."
As the bearded man said this, he suddenly looked at Prince Xiao with a desire to hunt and devour him.
He had suppressed this urge for a long time; ever since he achieved success in his cultivation, he had never tasted flesh and blood, but now this desire had been awakened.
"Granny, I'm developing beastly instincts!" the bearded man cried out in alarm.
Granny Sha immediately turned and ran toward the Minjiang, speaking at top speed, "Little Shi is dead, and his soul has fallen into the Underworld! Something has come out of his physical body, and the demonic nature is disturbing other people's Dao hearts! Black Pot! Go find Black Pot!"
Prince Xiao quickly followed him, wondering inwardly, Find Black Pot? Does that mean looking for someone to take the blame?
He immediately realized that Granny What-Her-Name must be talking about that always-smiling big black dog from Chen Shi's house.
He had spent a period recovering his injuries at Chen Shi's home and had often seen this big black dog acting all sneaky. Clearly very strange, it somehow made people feel like everything was completely normal.
What are we looking for Black Pot for?
He caught up with