"Having long heard of the War God's illustrious name, I am Amon. Today, I have come specifically to persuade you to submit to the great tide and pledge allegiance to the Wuze Cosmos!"
The Middle-aged Sorcerer, whose face always bore a faintly sinister smile, gave Li Qingyun an elegant greeting and salute.
However, Li Qingyun directly ignored him.
He found such hypocritical elegance most repulsive. Besides, his attention was now fixed on the two young sorcerers whose faces bore an extraordinary resemblance to his former self.
"What are your names?"
Ignoring Amon's anger, Li Qingyun raised a hand toward the two of them.
The doubts and speculations surging within him urgently needed answers.
"Wu Yi/Wu Er, greetings, Fellow Daoist Li!"
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Li still does not understand? The three of us were originally one, all creations of the Witch Ancestor!"
"We have come today precisely to enlighten you. The native Dao has been established, and the time has arrived. You should return to your rightful place!"
The two handsome silver-haired sorcerers smiled at Li Qingyun with inexplicable warmth, then revealed a secret that struck like a bolt from the blue.
The three were one, creations of the Witch Ancestor!
Hearing this so suddenly, Li Qingyun's Dao Heart wavered slightly, as though he had truly understood something in that instant.
He genuinely felt the urge to cast aside his Dao and unite his three bodies as one.
But wait!
His Creator/Innovator rank stirred within him. He violently shook his head and immediately broke free from the "illusion."
His handsome face turned cold as he said icily, "What a Witch Ancestor! You dare fabricate this poor Daoist's origins to bolster your own supreme rank, so that you may control me?"
Then, fury blazing in his heart, he swept