A Black Monkey slowly emerged from the shadows, its hollow eyes looking at Mingwu City, with a complex mix of greed, desire, hatred, and madness flashing through its gaze.
It crawled on the ground, face without features, yet sniffed around, slowly crawling towards the side of the post station.
The moonlight was dim, and the earth was dark.
Countless gazes were hidden in the dark forest.
"Spirit Points... Simulation Points..."
"Truly lacking..."
A low muttering suddenly echoed through the darkness.
"Tear-"
The crisp sound of paper being torn apart rang out.
The Black Monkey's body was sliced into two.
A figure in a black robe didn't linger, disappearing into the dark forest like a bat.
Soon, a series of crisp tearing sounds followed.
The moonlight gradually penetrated the darkness, shining into the forest, illuminating that cold face.
Jiang Ming casually flung the evil filth off his black blade.
At this moment, the forest was littered with remnants.
