Evil King Angel was gambling, gambling that Ling Yun really wanted to know.
"You're hesitating. Are you thinking of compromising now? Just a clone, do you really have to go this far? Take a step back, the sea and the sky... sky..."
The sky was already gone, and with a single void grab from Ling Yun, Evil King Angel's last clone was crushed to pieces.
Having just fled back to the Star Sea, Evil King Angel spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Hateful Nine Nether, a tiger in the lowlands... Just wait for me, King. Once I cultivate for a few thousand years, see if I don't poke you to death."
Evil King Angel's consciousness slowly drifted into slumber, nearing a state of unconsciousness, and his body fell toward Yunzhong Domain. Barring any accidents, he would reach land in a few years.
If there were an accident, he would be mercilessly swallowed by spatial turbulence, and whether he could survive was basically an unknown.
Originally it would have been so, but Ling Yun controlled the black hole, walked right in, and collected Evil King Angel. The latter did not even know, lacking the slightest bit of consciousness.
The night passed without incident!
The next morning, as the eastern horizon first brightened, golden morning light bathed the earth, all things revived, and it was a new day once again.
Someone did not know who leaked the news, but early in the morning there were many patients at the villa's gates, all saying they wanted to ask Little one to treat them, and there were even banners with slogans like "skilled hands bring spring to the ailing" and "a living Little Divine Doctor".
They were very well-behaved and did not loudly disturb Ling Yun and the others, but they kept waiting,