"Who exactly killed my Dao Body?" Ming Tang, who had just awakened from secluded cultivation, slowly stepped out of the Secret Realm where he had been cultivating and appeared deep within the imperial palace of Mingdu, Marquisate of Tianming.
The instant he appeared, the newly awakened Ming Tang tore a blood-red pendant resembling a drop of blood from his chest and crushed it fiercely.
As the blood light burst apart, vast spiritual power and soul fluctuations poured into it at the same time.
"Return, soul..."
In Ming Tang's murmuring whisper, the blood light continued to flicker for nearly a hundred breaths. When it became dazzling to the extreme, the void suddenly trembled, and an exceedingly faint soul fluctuation abruptly appeared within the blood light.
Opening his mouth, Ming Tang swallowed the blood light fused with that faint soul fluctuation.
At the same time, the commotion caused by the blood light alerted the palace eunuchs and guards, and great numbers of them rushed over.
But Ming Tang merely raised his head, and the eunuchs and guards retreated like a receding tide.
Still, a question flashed through many minds. Wasn't Prince Tang commanding the army at the front lines? Why had he suddenly appeared here?
Having fused with that exceedingly faint soul fluctuation, Ming Tang's expression became incomparably savage.
"It was him!"
"How could he have become so terrifying?"
"It was this bastard who killed my Dao Body?"
When the fragment of memory summoned back through the secret art fully fused with the awakened Ming Tang, his expression gradually calmed amid one startled cry after another.
Yet beneath that calm gaze, surging fury raged.
"I never expected that brat to have grown so quickly. Fortunately... even in his dreams, he probably never imagined that I wasn't dead—that I was still alive..."