To be able to forge a puppet body with Dongzhen-level power, Zhuang Chenggan's genius and ruthlessness are rare sights in the world.
Jiang Wang merely inherited this Blood Puppeteer.
He had never truly nurtured demons, nor had any direct dealings with the Demon Race.
Strictly speaking, Song Wanxi seemed more like a human spy Jiang Wang placed in the All-world desolate graves.
However, Jiang Wang apparently had no intention of explaining too much to Zhao Xuenyang.
It must be said, Zhao Xuenyang wasn't particularly detestable.
The few days they spent together were an unforgettable experience for both of them.
Two individuals who could easily have become friends, now standing opposed due to differing stances. Human life is entangled within the web of dust, every man shackled by something, seldom truly free.
The more one experiences, the harder it is to find freedom.
