Li Che only felt a stinging pain in his gaze.
This silhouette...
Li Che was all too familiar with it, back in the Mysterious Temple of the Third Crown Prince, within the Strange Que, after killing Ji Haihui.
The will of the Martial Saint within Ji Haihui's bloodline transcended the vast distance and emerged.
"Ji Mo Li..."
"To think... such a one dares to claim the title of King Ping Luan?!"
Li Che murmured, his body trembling, his qi-blood erupting uncontrollably, anger rising in his heart.
Xu Jiu, just then, exhaled a breath.
He knew that all this was nothing but images of years past, as if the days of yore were once again unfolding before his eyes.
However, a sudden doubt arose in Li Che's heart--why...
Why, when invoking the Divine Skills of the Bright God, did he see such images?
The Sword Immortal Temple God... did it intentionally let him see this?
Or is it that these are the evil and malevolence that the Sword Immortal acknowledged and sought to eradicate?
