Across the vast Consciousness Sea, Luo Chen's resounding voice stirred towering waves.
Amid the rolling golden swells, a black orb of light curled tightly in on itself, struggling to remain whole and avoid being swallowed.
Seeing its stubborn resistance, Luo Chen did not grow angry. He said calmly:
"Back in Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven, when my Life Soul took over everything you possessed and the seal on the Ming Water Spring Eye broke, you should have understood. You are me, and I am you."
"Now that my Life Soul is complete, it is time for you to return."
"Resistance is useless. You may have fashioned a Soul Shell through a devilish secret art, but you know full well that, given my abilities, I can wear it away with a little time."
At Luo Chen's words, the black orb trembled faintly, as though quaking with fear.
Zhou Fuyou knew Luo Chen spoke the truth. He could hear it. There was no deception in his words.
They were one and the same; he could not hide truth or lies from himself.
But Zhou Fuyou refused to accept it!
"Why should I?"
"Hmm?" Luo Chen's voice grew stern.
The black orb shuddered violently and let out a shrill cry.
"Why should I return to you?"
"Just because you want to reach the Spirit Transformation Realm?"
"I, Zhou Fuyou, learned my letters as a child and entered cultivation at six. I established my foundation before I was even twelve. While the mediocre were still striving to establish theirs, I had already formed my core. I even reached Hundred Year Nascent Soul at a speed the world could scarcely imagine!"
"With my talent, why should I return to you instead of taking the lead myself?"
Faced with accusation after accusation, Luo Chen remained remarkably calm.