Yi Chen's Terror

Wang Qi did not know what knot in his heart Zhen Chanzi had finally untied, but he could feel that the old man's lingering soul had suddenly become much livelier.

Ever since learning of the existence of modern Dharma cultivation, Zhen Chanzi had seemed deeply repressed. He appeared to believe that he had been completely cast aside by the era, reduced to a useless wreck good for nothing. He could barely offer a word on Wang Qi's cultivation. His life experience had little application in this broader environment as well. Aside from being a "living radar" and an "encyclopedia of ancient methods," Wang Qi had no further use for him... Oh, and after Wang Qi obtained the fragment of the Immortal Path Burning Books Outline, he could not even hold onto his position as an "encyclopedia of ancient methods."

Now, it was as though some knot in his heart had been loosened.

Wang Qi did not know that this Great Ascension cultivator's knot was not about his own uselessness, but something deeper.

Zhen Chanzi had always hated the Emperor-Grade Heaven-Splitting Dao, and blamed himself even more for severing the lineage of Mount Luofu Mystic Clarity Palace—yes, he had always believed that the destruction of Mount Luofu Mystic Clarity Palace had been caused by his willfulness ten thousand years ago.

When he passed the Daluo Hundiantianjing to Wang Qi, he might not have lacked the intention of "reestablishing the lineage."

Yet before long, Wang Qi displayed talent far beyond ordinary men on the path of modern immortal cultivation. There was no reason at all for him to study the lineage of Mount Luofu Mystic Clarity Palace—indeed, in this era, that lineage had already become worthless trash.

Even their enemy, the Emperor-Grade Heaven-Splitting Dao, could only hide in the distant seas and