The Inner Demon slowly walked toward him, wearing the exact same smile as him. "You want to break through to the Star Lord Realm for no more reason than to prove yourself to Fa Tian.
But look at yourself now. How are you any different from those people who once despised you?"
Wutian shuddered all over, and the demonic energy gathered in his hand instantly scattered.
He remembered how, in the Netherworld, he had personally slaughtered the entire City of Lost Souls in order to cultivate a forbidden technique. He remembered how, to recruit powerful experts, he had not hesitated to use innocent souls as bait.
All these years, he had focused solely on revenge, yet he had long since become the person he hated most.
"No... I'm not..." Wutian took a step back, confusion flashing through his eyes.
"You are." The Inner Demon's voice suddenly became shrill.
"You don't dare admit it! You're afraid to face the self that longs for warmth, yet is wrapped in hatred!
If you do not break this obsession, today will be the day you die!"
As the words fell, the Inner Demon lunged at Wutian, and stormy waves instantly rose in his sea of consciousness.
Wutian closed his eyes. Scenes from the past flashed rapidly through his mind: the Spirit Nurturing Pill crushed beneath someone's foot in the Peacock Sacred Realm, Fa Tian's disdainful gaze in the great hall of the Buddha Kingdom, and the desperate wails of those dead souls in the Netherworld.
"Obsession..." Wutian murmured. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the confusion within them faded, replaced by an unprecedented clarity.
"I want to break through to the Star Lord Realm not only for revenge, but to take control of my own fate.
Fa Tian or the Peacock King, their opinions