His Destined Path Chapter 3427

Seeing the golden light appear, Han Qianqian also finally slowed down slightly and smiled coldly: “What? You’re willing to come out now? I thought you were prepared to hide for the rest of your life.”

“Can I not come out? If I don’t come out, I’m afraid this sh*tty place of mine will have been completely ruined by you.” The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books laughed bitterly helplessly.

“Can you change your move next time, you’re really making my heart tremble.” The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books said speechlessly.

To set fire to a temple at every turn, this would really hurt anyone’s flesh.

Han Qianqian laughed coldly and said disdainfully, “With all the shameless things you’ve done, it wouldn’t be too much to say that you’ve completely lost your place, even if you’ve done it together with you.”

“You should know what you are doing behind the scenes, right?” Han Qianqian shouted coldly.

Hearing these words, the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books laughed, “What do you mean, I don’t quite understand.”

“Still pretending to be confused with me?” Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.

The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books were very helpless: “Although this is the world under my control, I should be aware of anything that happens. But you should also be clear about one thing, I had an appointment with you a long time ago, but wherever you are, I have not set up any method to eavesdrop or spy on anything.”

“How could I possibly know what happened in your bamboo hut?” The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books said somewhat innocently.

Hearing this, Han Qianqian frowned, although it made sense, to be honest, Han Qianqian really didn’t believe much in it.

There was no one else in this place, or rather, apart from this guy, all the others were his own subordinates and friends, and in terms of cultivation and ability alone, there could never be anyone who could control a beast of the level of the Heaven’s Poor Beast through the air.

Only this D*mned Eight Desolate Heavenly Books, this was his territory, and he was fully capable of being able to control everything here.

“But do you believe me when I really say it’s not me? Besides, I would understand if someone else said that I was the only one who could do it here, but this coming from you, Han Qianqian, is completely uncalled for.”

Han Qianqian frowned, somewhat puzzled, “What do you mean by that?”

“You should know better than any of them that in certain places here exist the tombs of those great gods, those can be the true gods of your eight worlds, and although they are dead, their true gods’ souls are trapped here forever. They, like them, have the ability to complete those operations you just called.” The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books said.

“The true gods’ souls?” Han Qianqian frowned.

“They can also be called that, but I usually call them by another name.” The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books smiled.

“Another name?”

“The Corrupter.” The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books smiled.

“Rotter?”

“That’s right, the kind of iniquitous souls who are trapped somewhere, who can’t get any transcendence, and so they gradually become trapped here, and over time, these iniquitous souls fuse with this place in a half-body and have their unique way of being.”

“You had seen them at first, but it’s not like you had actually seen them.”

Han Qianqian frowned, when he first came to the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books, before entering the tower, he had indeed seen many tombs of true gods, and had even seen countless souls of the dead attacking him, but those were nothing more than dead souls.

The first time he saw the Tower, he did see many of the True Gods’ tombs before he entered the tower, but those were just the souls of the dead. Download the full version of this article. /p>

What do you mean you’ve seen it and what do you mean you haven’t really seen it.

As if he could imagine Han Qianqian’s confusion, the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books smiled faintly and continued, “They actually survive here in an even stranger way.”

“If you want to clear up your confusion, then you should go to them instead of throwing your temper at me.”

Hearing those words, Han Qianqian’s teeth clenched, listening to its tone, it seemed that the Poor Qi of Heaven really wasn’t being affected by where the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books were, but rather those dead souls were up to no good.

This seemed to make sense.

It seemed that in order for the Poor Man of Heaven to unravel that past, he would currently have to start with those dead souls.

Besides, it seemed that the presence of these guys would be a hazard to Han Qianqian and the others’ residence.

“Where are they, you take me there.”