The Primordial Demon Sect.
Inside the newly built great hall.
Han Yanzi sat at the head of the great hall, his face dark as still water.
Below him, Shen Fu knelt prostrate on the floor, dressed in black, his face deathly pale.
"I was incompetent and failed to help you subdue the Myriad Phenomena Sect's deputy sect master, Supreme Elder. I deserve ten thousand deaths. Please punish me!"
Hearing Shen Fu beg for punishment.
Han Yanzi's expression could not help darkening further.
Wang Ba's face and figure involuntarily surged through his mind, and the anger in his heart welled up uncontrollably:
"This Wang Ba is exactly like that Xun Fujun!"
"They both make an issue of the Will of Heaven and Earth! Equally hateful! Equally shameless!"
Yet despite the immense resentment in his heart at that moment.
He soon forcibly suppressed it.
After frowning in thought for a moment, he said:
"You cannot be blamed for this. That man is most likely a reincarnated cultivator of the older generation. His foundations might even rival mine. He could even be a reincarnated Body Integration grand cultivator."
"Under such circumstances, let alone you..."
"A reincarnated Body Integration cultivator?!"
Shock appeared in Shen Fu's eyes, as though he could scarcely believe it.
Han Yanzi said nothing more. Looking at Shen Fu, whose presence was weak, his eyes flickered, and he quickly shifted the subject directly to Shen Fu himself.
He said quietly:
"Shen Fu, I borrowed your flesh and blood just now. You do not resent me, do you?"
Shen Fu immediately bowed even lower and said gravely:
"It was my good fortune to have you use my body, Supreme Elder. I could hardly be happier. How could I harbor such thoughts?"
A smile that seemed neither dark nor bright appeared on Han