Pei Ling immediately came back to himself. Without the slightest hesitation, his entire form rippled like a reflection of flowers in a mirror or the moon in water.
In the blink of an eye, his body changed, stretching and growing larger. His powerful, lithe, graceful form filled the void, and his nine long tails swept and swayed like surging, snow-capped mountains. He had once again transformed into Kuang.
Pei Ling opened his mouth and spoke in exactly the same tone as Kuang, speaking in his place. "The sacrifice was important, so we paid no attention to those two humans."
"Those two humans took the opportunity to leave..."
As he spoke, Pei Ling realized that his Immortal Power had not diminished at all!
His brows furrowed at once. Based on what had happened earlier, if his Immortal Power had not been consumed, that meant his words had not come true!
What was going on?
He had just been able to take Kuang's identity and change the past in Kuang's place. Why couldn't he do it this time?
As thoughts raced through his mind, Kuang continued in a low voice, "The first time I debated the Dao with that human from the past, the human won."
"Three days ago, during our second debate, those two humans left outright. They forfeited, so I won."
"At that time, those two humans appeared again!"
"I knew the final debate was about to begin..."
"This debate was about the past and the future."
"I walked to the edge of the ancient well and looked down into it."
"The water was still, reflecting my image."
"It was a skeleton, long since stripped of all flesh and life."
"Suddenly, I remembered. I had died long ago."
"I had perished beneath the Heavenly Tribulation!"
"Not only had I perished,