Having suffered two setbacks, Li Ximing quickly adapted. Changxiao’s mind was deep and calculating. He was once a cultivator who, like Tulong Jian, had fought his way through the ranks of countless Purple Mansion Realm cultivators. How could such a man willingly serve as another’s whetstone?0

A chill ran down his spine, and thunder cracked beside his ear. Amid the din, he faintly heard the chant of a spell, “Mulberry Concord Ninefold Profound Method.”0

A streak of deep black light burst from the great void, moving with astonishing speed. Li Ximing refused to flee aimlessly. He summoned his escape light as well and darted away, knowing he could not hide within the great void again. Gritting his teeth, he flew straight ahead, but the black radiance was gaining on him with every breath.0

If I hadn’t taken those heavy losses earlier, I wouldn’t...0