"I can't become him..."
Beside the Blood Moon, the Heavenly Dao Prophet's eyes were lost and bewildered. Beneath the endless night, the Blood Moon's crimson light shone on his gloomy face, making him look like a lost traveler stranded in the Abyss.
He had entertained far too many fantasies. Of course he had resisted. The memories of those damned Li Family members haunted him like restless ghosts. Time and again, he sealed those memories away, yet whenever he came into contact with living beings, he had no choice but to awaken them again. He knew full well that only the Azure Cloud Li Family's way of dealing with the mortal world could give him a firm foothold in it.
Through attempt after attempt, through all the sweetness, bitterness, sourness, and spice of worldly life, those memories had unwittingly become the mortal world's most seductive poison.
Countless times, he had imagined facing the Azure Cloud Li Family, these people he thought of as his clansmen. He had imagined truly joining them as Li Xiang. Yet now that he actually saw the looks in their eyes, all that remained was a piercing pain.
"I'm not Li Xiang. Then who am I? Who am I... Tell me, who am I?!!"
He wailed. The world spun before his eyes until he clutched his head in agony, his face contorted.
He had considered that everything he did was futile. Li Yunbing had said he could never become Li Xiang. How could he not know?
He knew all his efforts might become a laughingstock. He knew everything he did was nothing but one-sided affection. He knew the Azure Cloud Li Family was a Lineage he could never become part of, no matter what he tried. Of course his projections had included this day, when he would