A voice rang out. "How did you know this king was here as well?"
This voice no longer carried its former effortless grace and clarity. It bore more than a trace of life's weariness, but it was unmistakably Ji Wen's voice.
"This king?" Lin Su smiled. "Calling yourself this king—is that your way of forcing this king to tear open your scars?"
The fire in Ji Wen's heart instantly turned into a surging torrent, sweeping skyward...
He had gone through too much. He had originally thought that no single sentence could provoke him anymore, but this sentence was excluded!
The words sounded refined, yet they reflected far too much of life's impermanence...
He had once been a king!
His father had once been an emperor!
But because of the man before him, his father had stepped down from the throne, and he himself had become a stray dog without a home. Great Cang had once been his family's private plot of land, yet now it had become forbidden ground to his family. To anyone, that was pain beyond compare! A wound!
"Lin Su! This king cannot be bothered to say another word to you. Go die!" Ji Wen's furious roar shot straight into the heavens...
As he roared, every ancient image inside the funeral bell lit up at once, like stars filling the sky...
When one phoenix lit up, Lin Su suffered a heavy blow. When one dragon and one phoenix lit up, Lin Su was forced back more than thirty yards. What terror would descend if the patterns across the sky all lit up at once?
It could truly kill even an Origin Heaven Realm cultivator!
This was a Treasure of the Heavenly Dao. The ancient images contained Heavenly Dao Power, while also blocking Literary Way Power. Lin Su