Amidst the mountain of corpses, mist veiled the air.
Enormous maggots squirmed within the mountain.
Li Muyang stood at the edge of the Ancient Resentment Well, watching as Shen Yan stepped into the void ahead. He took a deep breath, then turned and left.
The task of awakening the Ancestor Spirit within the Ancestor Spirit Garden had already been handed over to Shen Yan.
Although Li Muyang wanted to accompany her, his presence would mean little, merely wasting time. Not being the inheritor of the Evil Vein, he lacked even the qualifications to communicate with the Ancestor Spirits.
Moreover, staying too long in the Ancestor Spirit Garden could be dangerous if the Evil Gods sensed his location.
Now, Li Muyang needed to finish what needed to be done before the Evil Gods locked onto his precise position.
There was still something critical for him to accomplish within the Ancient Resentment Well.
Rising into the sky, Li Muyang flew toward the direction of Red Leaf Valley.
