Time passed quickly.
In one world, Hei Quan held a lamp and kept sniffing at something.
A closer look revealed a twisted lump of flesh inside the lamp.
Though it had already been separated from its original body, the flesh showed no sign of dying.
At Rank 7, one was already a complete whole, yet every cell in this lump of flesh was trying to become an independent whole.
Because it was flesh from a corrupted fallen monster Deity.
As for where it had come from?
Ask Wang Fugui.
He did not even need to deliberately leech off the karmic connection.
The demonic tune that rang out at regular intervals steadily deepened the karmic bond between Wang Fugui and that old god.
That was how Wang Fugui had obtained the Eternal Night Cloak back then.
Only this time, what he had borrowed through the contract was flesh.
Then Chen Yi forged a sealing lamp, tossed it to the Reincarnators, and let them have their fun.
Every so often, he also told them where the nodes were located.
The Reincarnators were highly capable and disliked gambling a mission's success on others. It would not be good for Chen Yi to keep restricting them.
Besides, Chen Yi truly needed someone to draw away attention for him.
Before long, Hei Quan arrived somewhere and casually smashed the planet beneath his feet.
Yet he did not find the imprisoned old god, only another lump of sealed flesh.
"I hate three kinds of people the most."
"Schemers, people who won't let me be a schemer, and schemers I can't beat."
Before he could finish speaking, a knight wielding a bronze sword cleaved him in two.
Hei Quan turned into two shadows, while the lamp became an illusion and vanished.
Death Sword fell silent for a