Even at this moment, when the White Water Egg was already dead, the strange power solidified on its head had still not dissipated.
Turning around, recalling things related to the White Water Egg, everything was subjected to strong interference.
It seemed as if all matters related to this guy would turn blank.
Yu Ziqing placed the metal mask back on it, pondering while stroking his chin.
It seemed that what King Qi did was all because of the White Water Egg, using some map as the price for the trade.
Therefore, the person Yu Ziqing was looking for was not King Qi, but the White Water Egg who made a deal with King Qi.
The one stirring the wind and rain certainly had inextricable ties with the White Water Egg.
No wonder there had been no clues elsewhere for so long.
With the special ability of the White Water Egg, it was the best means of confidentiality.
But how exactly did King Qi withstand the White Water Egg's power?
It seemed he was not significantly affected.
