With a faint smile, Grey grabbed the storage bag that once belonged to the old man and left. The Soul Devouring Bird flew towards him and turned into a small totem on his arm. After absorbing the old man, it's entire form seemed to glow with a bright light.
Meanwhile, somewhere very far away. Sitting on the peak of a tall mountain that was covered by dense clouds. A middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes. A cold aura suddenly spread out from him and caused the whole world to tremble.
Ripples were created in the sky and they caused the clouds to spread out and dissipate little by little until the sky became clear. Then the appearance of the middle-aged man could be seen clearly.
He had a head full of black hair and an imposing aura kept spreading out from him. The fluctuations of his emotions caused the skies to roar and the black sea to surge.
