This truly caught Hou Qing off guard. In the Land of the Void, this mighty God of the Void had always been elusive and exceedingly proud.
He had never expressed any urgent desire to return to chaos, either.
Although Molan had approached him long ago and entrusted him with finding a puppet body,
that had been a very long time ago.
Moreover, his standards at the time had been extremely high. He would accept no one without both outstanding talent and supreme strength.
But finding someone like that to serve as a puppet body was hardly easy.
They needed extensive preparations to accomplish it. Ever since Hou Qing returned to chaos, he had remained in a precarious state, with neither the energy nor the time to deal with this matter.
Thus, Hou Qing was deeply uneasy now. He feared Molan, feared that he would make trouble.
After all, this was a genuine God of the Void, who had existed in the Land of the Void for who knew how long.
He was an exceedingly ancient existence.
But just then, Molan suddenly spoke. "Any puppet body will do. I have something important to attend to. Find one at once."
His voice was exceedingly urgent, as though his eyebrows were on fire.
Hou Qing was puzzled. This fellow had always been proud and aloof, yet now he looked as though he were fleeing a disaster. Had something happened in the Land of the Void?
But beneath this ancient god's oppressive presence, how could he dare ask about his affairs?
Hou Qing immediately grabbed a corpse at the nine heavens of the Saint Realm.
"This was an ancient Chaos Demon God. He once shook the heavens, and his mighty name spread far and wide..."
Molan waved his hand impatiently. "It doesn't matter. This