A glimmer of coldness flashed in Jiang Hui's eyes. If the evil spirit successfully descended, the Red-Haired Monster would completely lose itself, becoming a creature that only knew destruction and slaughter.
"What are you planning to do?"
The Primordial Spirit Little Person shook its head, the pale face full of determination and resolve: "I don't know, but I do know, I absolutely cannot be his accomplice. If I become the vessel, then his plan will be mostly successful. By then, he will unscrupulously occupy the main position, and I will become his stepping stone. I am the only one who is awake..."
At this point, the voice of the Primordial Spirit Little Person suddenly became firm: "So, I'd rather choose to escape, I'd rather hide in this bizarre space than become his tool."
"I have another question. If the evil descends with your help, what will it do? Destroy the world?"
