Already trapped in the bizarre black liquid, Wen Renjing had been corroded down to exposed bones, his peerlessly handsome face long since twisted into a hideous grimace.
He should have died, but at that moment, Wen Renjing sensed an incomparably familiar presence. His powerful will to survive instantly ignited a burst of vitality.
At that same moment, the mysterious being born from Wen Xishu's evil deed finally revealed his face.
He had finally tamed that filthy black liquid completely. Tall and slender, he wore a water-blue robe utterly unlike the Bunker's style. A faint blue halo kept the surrounding black liquid from touching him.
In the dim light, only the contours of the man's face were visible. Even so, that was enough for Wen Xishu and Wen Renjing to recognize him.
"So your brother... no, our brother is this handsome."
Although his memories contained that face, actually seeing him still left Wen Xishu marveling at his presence.
As though betraying Priest, the black liquid actually began letting "Wen Chaohua" control it.
As Wen Renjing screamed "Chaohua" at the top of his lungs...
Wen Renjing immediately felt the black liquid invading him suddenly drawn away by a mysterious force. At the same time, he felt as though gentle water enveloped him, and his ravaged body actually began healing slowly.
"Mirror? It really has been a long time since anyone called me that."
"And Little Tree, too. How wonderful, seeing both of you at once. I used to wonder whether you two would complete some mission together someday."
"To actually see it today. How wonderful."
"The only blemish is that I am not myself, and Mirror is not Mirror either. A Sequence-the power of the Badlands Divine Kingdom-is not something to misuse, Priest."
Priest was shocked that his domain, Three Towers Sequence