"Do you take me for a blind man?" Liu Chengde said irritably.
Hearing this, the beggar youth said helplessly, "You really came back at the wrong time. Five years ago, after you and the Sect Master left the Divine Heaven Sect and failed to return, the Abyssal God Hall from the neighboring continent arrived on the Divine Heaven Continent. The master of the Abyssal God Hall was a Heavenly Venerate cultivator. With the Sect Master gone, the Divine Heaven Sect could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers. By now, the Divine Heaven Sect had become history. The sect elders and disciples were either dead or wounded."
"The Divine Heaven Sect... has been destroyed..." When Liu Chengde heard the words from the beggar youth Huazhong, he staggered and nearly fell.
"What happened to you?" After calming himself down, Liu Chengde asked Huazhong.
"Haha, I got hotheaded at the time and decided to have a battle between prodigies with the Divine Son of the Abyssal God Hall. Who would've thought I couldn't last three exchanges in his hands? You know me—I've always been quick with my mouth, making people curse their mothers. I thought, since I was going to die anyway, I couldn't lose with my hands and then lose with my mouth too, right?
"So I gave that bastard from the Abyssal God Hall a thorough tongue-lashing. Who knew he'd take a dislike to me, cripple my cultivation, and break both my legs, wanting to make me wish I were dead? But he didn't know that I'm the kind of person who'd rather live a wretched life than die a glorious death. I suppose it was a blessing in disguise." Huazhong spoke with indifference.
Li Zhōujūn watched everything unfold. This youth named Huazhong had managed to arouse some interest