Li Xuanfeng’s hatred was a cold, still thing. Increasingly intricate profound lines began to glow on the arm gripping Tang Shedu’s wrist. Strength to Move Mountains no longer offered a great boost by itself, but with both Immortal Foundations operating together, and with Heavenly Gilded Helm enhancing his physical cultivation, his strength continued to rise steadily.0

Crack... crack...0

The snap of bones echoed audibly in the air. Li Xuanfeng squeezed until Tang Shedu’s face twisted in agony. The malice in his eyes sharpened, but in the end, he said no more, and only murmured, "Li Xuanfeng... all I wanted was to continue my Dao... to stand before them as an equal!"0

Li Xuanfeng did not respond. Golden light gleamed in his eyes, and the Heavenly Gilded Helm...0