Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

essure, he seemed to have grasped something. His feeling was similar to Tang Wulin's - Wu Changkong appeared to only have one sword, but his aura sealed off all his escape routes, clinging to him, lea..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonare all turned on searching downwards. 。What's peculiar is that when all the explorations unfolded, there were no discoveries whatsoever. The figures that had appeared before seemed to have been comp...