Zhan Wuji truly deserved to be called the king of the cowardly path. He fled all the way to the border of the Dao Yan First Universe, where there was unexpectedly a spatial passage leading to the Dao Yan Forty-Ninth Universe.
Though he had spent all this time hiding, he had also been observing the outside world.
He knew about many of the things Xu Zhihan and the others had done, but Xu Zhihan and the others had never known Zhan Wuji existed.
When space within the Dao Yan Universe fell into chaos, he had also discovered several spatial rifts, including one that led to the Third Dao Yan Universe.
He had secretly investigated it. After confirming there was no danger, he personally entered the Third Dao Yan Universe. Yet he had not expected to find traces of Xu Zhihan and the others there.
He had also discovered traces of the Ghost Race.
He knew Xu Zhihan and the others were resisting the Ghost Race for the sake of the living beings of the Dao Yan Universe.
But what did that have to do with him?
One more of him made no difference, and one less of him made no difference either.
So he retreated into the Dao Yan First Universe with a perfectly clear conscience.
Later, he discovered several more spatial rifts, including one that could lead to the Dao Yan Forty-Ninth Universe.
After sending puppets to briefly explore the Dao Yan Forty-Ninth Universe, he decided it would be his ultimate refuge.
The Dao Yan Forty-Ninth Universe.
Before entering the spatial rift, he raised his head and looked toward the distant Dao Yan Tower, his eyes filled with bone-deep hatred.
"Today's grudge will be repaid someday!"
With that, he plunged headfirst into the spatial rift.
Boom! The Dao Yan