Pei Ling's expression didn't change in the slightest. To obtain the origin of the "Inverse" Law, he had to reclaim all the power of that Law.
At present, only he and "Inverse" possessed this Law.
He only needed to kill "Inverse" and take everything it had!
However, back in Baicao Town, when "Inverse" had fought him, it had clearly come prepared.
That statement just now—"can't be killed"...
If nothing unexpected happened, "Inverse" must have prepared a fallback.
It had scattered this Law elsewhere!
An existence like "Inverse" wouldn't truly perish as long as its Law remained intact!
If he killed it now, it could be reborn elsewhere, using the power of the Law it had prepared in advance.
So killing "Inverse" would be no different from setting it free!
Of course, dying once would surely leave it severely weakened...
At that thought, Pei Ling smiled faintly. In the past, when faced with a situation like this, he'd had only two choices: either find a way to gather clues, or negotiate terms with his opponent.
The latter was probably "Inverse's" purpose now. Although it had failed to seize the "Origin," it still had one final bargaining chip to save its life...
But now, he was strong enough that he no longer needed to go to such trouble!
As his thoughts raced, Pei Ling and the Curse Throne faded bit by bit, like ink dissolving into water.
The void shifted. After a kaleidoscopic blur, Baicao Town at dusk appeared before him.
Cooking smoke curled above the town. In a small, secluded courtyard off a narrow alley, an expressionless boy sat cross-legged on a blue-gray stone, gazing up at the sky with cold eyes.
Outside the courtyard, familiar footsteps drew nearer. After a brief, quiet discussion at the door, a tall man in