Sect Master Yan's Identity, the Heaven Stealing Treasure Scripture

Qin Yang had no idea Sect Master Yan was fantasizing about nonsense.

Once he had identified something and set a goal, he would see it through. Qin Yang had now set his heart on finding Qin Kun first.

Qin Yang had never worried about Black Shadow's concerns.

Whether Qin Kun would mistake him for the Manor Lord or not, he should not be in much danger.

After all, he still had the token of the Dried Bone Ferryman. Judging from what had happened before, the Dried Bone Ferryman and Qin Kun had an extremely close relationship. No matter what, Qin Kun would not simply kill him on sight.

Unless Qin Kun had already lost his mind and no longer possessed any self-awareness.

The odds of that happening were exceedingly low, especially for a powerhouse who had once been exceptionally strong.

As long as he found Qin Kun, there was a high chance he could obtain the answers he wanted from him.

As for whether Qin Kun would beat Black Shadow to death? He truly had not considered that.

Qin Yang's movements had recently drawn a great deal of attention. Quite a few people had been keeping a close eye on him.

When Qin Yang's flying vessel entered from the southeastern side of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty, many people received the news at once.

The Great Yan Crown Prince and the Imperial Grandson, who had already fought each other until their brains were splattered like dog brains, could not possibly fail to notice.

They had thought alike before, and acted alike as well. They simply had not expected their little schemes to have virtually no effect.

Everyone knew Qin Yang had fallen to demonic cultivation. People had grown accustomed to the news, and that terrifying Great Demon rumored everywhere had