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At Yang Xiaohai's words, Lu Xiucai's expression stiffened. Painful memories surged into his mind, but he quickly forced them down and said as though it were nothing, "He died. The Dharma Sect killed him."

"What?! Elevated Man really died?" Yang Xiaohai's eyes flew wide.

Lu Xiucai slowly turned his head, staring wide-eyed at Yang Xiaohai. "What do you mean by that? What do you mean, really died?"

Li Huowang beside them also glanced over. He knew that when Yang Xiaohai had left, Lu Juren had still been enjoying a life of luxury in Shang Jing City. How did he know Lu Juren was dead?

"No, don't misunderstand. When I was in Qingqiu, I ran into the Earth Dragon turning over. Then something strange happened. I thought it had been a dream before, but I saw Brother Elevated Man there. He looked rather strange."

Yang Xiaohai quickly told them everything about his encounter with Lu Juren. "And it wasn't just him. There was another equally strange Senior Brother Li in that Fengdu place."

The moment he finished, he saw Senior Brother Li frowning tightly at him. "What did you say? Another me? Tell me again what you experienced."

At that, Yang Xiaohai repeated the strange events in Qingqiu. This time, he focused on that peculiar Li Huowang.

"Red Center? Li Huowang? Red Center Li Huowang didn't disappear?!" Li Huowang's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Doulao had once bestowed upon him a past from the Sitting Forgetting Dao, and it was because of that past that Red Center Li Huowang had been born.

Li Huowang had always believed that once that past vanished, Red Center Li Huowang should have vanished with it.

But now, it seemed that was not the case at all. Though Red Center Li Huowang had left his side, he