After all, he was a true immortal. An Immortal of the Land might be only one imperial decree away from becoming an immortal, but that applied only to ordinary immortals, not one of Dragon-Subduing Arhat's caliber.
Even without being able to use Magic Power, he was still stronger than his opponent.
Unfortunately, that brief peace vanished like morning dew. Before Ji Dian could relax in the slightest, fate's cruelty revealed itself once more.
When he hurried back, his mind filled with plans for the future and a faint, almost imperceptible sense of relief, what met his eyes were Zhu Dachang and Xiao Yu's cold bodies lying there, silently speaking of lives extinguished.
"How could this happen?!"
Ji Dian's voice trembled with disbelief.
His eyes instantly lost focus, as though an invisible force had drained every bit of strength from him.
He had just gone through a harrowing struggle and finally managed to calm one crisis, only to find that a new storm had descended in such a cruel fashion in the blink of an eye.
An indescribable sorrow and fury surged through Ji Dian's heart. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, as though that could lessen the pain and unwillingness within him.
He had originally planned to investigate the mastermind behind all this once the matter had settled, to expose the conspiracy hidden in the shadows.
Yet reality told him in the cruelest way possible that time waited for no one, and fate never allowed anyone a chance to catch their breath.
"Something's wrong!"
At the edge of despair, a resolute gleam flashed in Ji Dian's eyes.
He suddenly realized that although their lives in the world of the living had ended, nothing had been decided in the Underworld yet.
As long as he could