Wherever Song Lin went, there was always a pair of eerie green eyes watching him.
The owner of those eyes was none other than Wude.
This was the Hundred-Eyed Divine Power, which, once mastered, could survey every corner within hundreds of miles without exception.
After confirming Song Lin's location, deep inside the Xuanke Temple, within a dimly lit Taoist Temple.
A burly man in purple sat cross-legged, his bronzed skin covered in small hollows—these were the dwellings of the eyeballs.
Through his green eyes, Wude could monitor Song Lin's movements without stepping outside his temple.
At this moment, he opened his eyes, and his pupils had turned an unsettling shade of green.
Wude walked into a dark and damp basement.
The basement was lined with dozens of bloodstained black altars.
At the center of the black altars lay a desiccated corpse with yellowish-brown skin.
The corpse was bald, with skin resembling dried bark, its dense green corpse qi suffusing the entire chamber.
