Meng Chuan and Ruthless talked for a long time. To describe them both in a way that was not entirely apt, each had a ghost lurking in their heart.
I have an Undercover Agent. Victory is mine.
I know you have an Undercover Agent, and your Undercover Agent has become my Undercover Agent. I'm the winner!
I know my Undercover Agent has become your Undercover Agent, but he's still working as my Undercover Agent. I'm sure to win.
I know you know your Undercover Agent became my Undercover Agent, then became your Undercover Agent again, but he's come back to me! You're sure to lose!
I know that too...
Terrifying stuff, brother.
At last, deep into the night, Meng Chuan left Ruthless's Small World alone, quiet as a thief and sneaking about like a guilty dog.
Meanwhile, within the Illusion Universe Light fragment, Ye Fan was feeling a little panicked.
He had said farewell to the Golden Crow Great Emperor and gone to a Secret Land to recover from his injuries.
Fighting so many Forbidden Zone Supremes to the death on his own had made him look glorious and invincible in his time, but Ye Fan felt as though he was about to drop dead.
Yet as cries of "Heavenly Emperor Ye" rang endlessly throughout the Universe, Ye Fan felt that the wounds to his Flesh, Primordial Spirit, Origin, and Great Dao hardly mattered anymore. Terror gripped his heart.
At that moment, all Ye Fan could think was:
*Stop calling me that already! (*)!!*
"I'm finished." Ye Fan sighed. He harbored no rebellious ambitions!
If a beam of Dao light descended from the Dao Realm the moment he got out and reduced him to ash, he would die a terribly unjust death.
"Strange. Why haven't I left this place yet?"