Zhao Jinmu was in a very good state of mind now. He was grateful that he had taken part in this War of Good and Evil, for it had made his Dao heart all the firmer.
After Zhao Jinmu and his fellow disciples entered the battlefield, the dense Evil Qi dragged him into an illusion. An Evil Soul tried to seize his body while taking Hua Xuanzi's form, accusing him of giving the Treasure Map that had been within his grasp to Yunxi, only to gain nothing in the end and even cause her death.
Hua Xuanzi said with a face full of sorrow:
"Senior Brother Zhao, if it hadn't been for fulfilling Yunxi's request, I wouldn't have died. You even gave up the Treasure Map you worked so hard to obtain. If we had received the Medicine Immortal Sect's inheritance, we could have founded our own sect long ago."
As Zhao Jinmu listened to Hua Xuanzi, his brows drew tighter and tighter. Something felt wrong, yet he could not put his finger on it.
"Yunxi got all the benefits and merely used a few trifles to shut your mouth. She even refused to let you join Lingxue Peak and receive a Spirit Transformation Venerable's protection. My death was utterly worthless!"
"No, it wasn't like that."
Zhao Jinmu denied it fiercely. He knew very well that things had not happened that way.
"Humph! Zhao Jinmu, have you forgotten our agreement? Everything you have now was bought with my sacrifice. Give it back!!!"
With that, she lunged at him.
At that moment, Zhao Jinmu was utterly certain that the Hua Xuanzi before him was neither the lover he had cherished nor the fellow disciple who had cultivated alongside him. She was merely a shred of resentment within his heart.
Without hesitation,