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

g Wulin, allowing him to vaguely sense a subtle presence quietly entering his body from the air. It merged with his soul power, which was still very weak. This fusion wasn't fast, nor was there a larg..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demone Origin Realm!Dad, is this yours At that moment, his heart was filled with emotion. 。He understood that if he relied solely on his own cultivation, reaching this level would probably only be possib...