“What about this hand?” Tianming raised his black arm. He suddenly recalled that he could use it to break through all the heavenly pattern formations that he had encountered so far.

“This is the root of our clan, the source of those miracles!” Li Muyang grinned. “Tianming, I live an ordinary life in this lifetime, but I’ve created the greatest and noblest miracle in our clan’s history. One day, you will feel proud of me, and you will know how incredible it was for me to shatter the world’s conspiracy with an ordinary physique!”

“What do you mean?”

“I have stolen a terrifying thing from the world at a critical time. I was killed eight times for this reason, and I would die a terrible death every time. But I’ve relied on ten reincarnations to change my fate till today. Until today, you are my greatest accomplishment!” Li Muyang laughed. He was proud, and Tianming roughly knew what he was saying.

His pursuers plotted against him eight times and killed him. But he escaped on his tenth reincarnation. Just what sort of courage was that? Although Tianming didn’t...