As dusk fell, a well-prepared Zou Feng wasted no time in heading to Di Sha Gully.
If all went according to plan, he would successfully forge his envisioned Spirit Body tonight.
With his preparations so thorough and his number one supporter taking the hit for him, there was no reason he couldn't succeed.
To achieve this goal, Zou Feng would venture deep into Di Sha Gully for the first time to comprehend an Evil Qi that was uniquely his own.
Following the familiar path into Di Sha Gully, Zou Feng advanced directly into its depths without hesitation.
Since he was not currently cultivating, the side effects could not be transferred. Thus, with every step he took deeper into the gully, the murderous aura in his heart intensified.
Zou Feng didn't have any particular tragic past or deep-seated grudges, but now he was filled with a monstrous resentment, the kind that made him feel, 'It's not me who's wrong, it's the world.'
