Wind Spreads Across the World, Calamity Leaked?

Wang Xiaolun's face was filled with joy. He immediately fell to his knees, overcome with gratitude.

"Thank you, my lord!"

The black shadow raised a hand and pointed. A terrifying mass of darkness instantly peeled away from his body and lunged straight at Wang Xiaolun.

The next instant, Wang Xiaolun let out a horrific scream.

"No, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

"Help... save me..."

Miserable screams echoed within the shadows.

Crack, crack, crack.

A sound like something being gnawed upon rang out continuously.

Wang Xiaolun's voice gradually faded away as the mass of shadow completely devoured him.

Like a blob of slime, the shadow wriggled slightly as it returned to the mysterious man's body.

The shadow once more covered the mysterious man from head to toe, concealing his cold and sinister face.

A frosty voice slowly rang out. "Once you leave the Wang residence, you're worthless."

"But since you wish to cultivate, become food for my Shadow Demon!"

"That way, your dream of cultivation will come true as well."

"Hehehe."

The demonic cultivator sneered and turned to leave. He was a demonic cultivator—the Shadow Demon Daoist, a Spirit Consciousness Realm cultivator and a member of the Slaughter Demon Sect.

After the Shadow Demon Daoist left, Li Qing's Shadow Paper Doll remained hidden in a nearby shadow, silently watching the scene unfold.

"How vicious. As expected of someone from a demon sect—once you have no more use, they dispose of you directly and squeeze out every last shred of value."

The Shadow Paper Doll did not move, merely waiting quietly.

Before long, the Shadow Demon Daoist suddenly emerged from a patch of darkness, his gaze sweeping across the entire temple.

"Was I wrong? Was no one really following me?"

A trace of contemplation appeared on his face before the Shadow