When Lu Bai heard the word "Celestial Venerable" from the young man, he recalled a murder case that Li Shan and Feng Yixuan had handled earlier. During their investigation, someone had called him that, too.
If nothing unexpected had happened, then the young man standing before him had been behind that murder case as well.
But back then, he had kept himself hidden, and his methods had been cautious.
That suggested the young man's abilities hadn't been all that impressive at first. Instead, he'd grown stronger at an astonishing pace.
Almost as if...
An old monster had possessed someone and started cultivating anew?
Considering Lu Bai's experience in his previous Deathmatch Showdown, the answer seemed obvious.
"But is that even possible?"
Lu Bai frowned.
After all, when he'd first arrived in this world, he'd specifically looked through the shelter's historical records.
He was certain that ever since the Deathmatch System had descended, no native of a Deathmatch Arena had ever made it into the real world.
With that in mind, he tentatively asked, "Which immortal sect are you from?"
That only made things worse. The young man's maniacal grin was instantly replaced by a venomous scowl. "You've destroyed the legacies of dozens of immortal sects. Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't remember."
The young man stared fixedly at Lu Bai, enunciating every word. "The heavens have eyes. They've given me the chance to avenge this blood feud.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you just yet. I'll rip out your soul and refine it into a soul banner, so you'll never be reincarnated, for all eternity."
The young man paused. The venom in his eyes was enough to send a chill through anyone. "Only then will my hatred be appeased."
Lu Bai paid no mind to the young man's