"Lu Li! You attained the Dao through the karma I bestowed upon you. You should know the flaws of time—why do you now wish to make an enemy of me!?"
After exchanging several moves with Lu Li, the Shadow Expert roared angrily.
"When have I ever received your favor?"
Lu Li said disdainfully.
"Even the world where you were born was crafted by my hand. You should call me Father God—how can you instead raise arms against me!?"
The shadow rebuked him from the moral high ground.
"How laughable. Don't you know that I love defying heaven?"
Lu Li sneered, finding the other party's attempt at winning him over far too crude.
Even taking ten thousand steps back, so what if the world that gave birth to him had been created by the shadow? Had that world ever shown him much beauty during his childhood?
In the end, the one who gave him a home was still the Master who had found him.
Besides, as he had said, cultivators were meant to defy heaven. If a creator god wanted to destroy his homeland, he would still cut him down without hesitation!
"Stubborn fool. Is it because of those shallow games of life—men and women indulging in love?"
The shadow roared. "You are too young and cannot let go. Once you have lived through thousands, hundreds of thousands, even tens of thousands of epochs, you will see through it all. Only beings like us are fit to walk the same path!"
"No thanks. You're too ugly. I don't want to walk with you."
Lu Li teased, while his attacks never ceased. His comprehension was peerless, and his combat instincts were terrifying. After fighting for only a short while, he had already adapted to the battlefield of the Tenth Order.
"Hahaha, save