C1557 Death's Emissary

The Messenger of Death.

As Ye Qingfeng and Devil Ye approached within 10,000 light-years of the God Refining Pot, they could feel an evil grin echoing in their ears. Furthermore, there was also a strong pulling force that seemed to be like an octopus wrapping around his body. It was dragging them to death.

"Father, I want to eat it"

The corner of Ye Qingfeng's mouth twitched