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

lso adjusted his soul power, injecting it into his arms, maintaining his strength.Gradually, the one-foot square piece of silver began to change. The effects of a hundred times refining were gradually..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonn the depths of the ocean, every step is a struggle, but this extreme richness of elemental fluctuations is something the outside world simply cannot possess. 。Moreover, the greater the pressure, the...