So that was it... In the end, none of us had escaped your scheme."
Yuan Ning gritted his teeth.
He had originally thought that, after so many years, he had finally been able to beat Mo Xuan once. Yet in the end, he had still fallen for the other man's move.
"How is it, Yuan Ning? Long time no see."
Mo Xuan smiled.
The instant that smile appeared, Yuan Ning confirmed that the person before him was indeed Mo Xuan.
But if this man was Mo Xuan, then who exactly was the other one?
"Who exactly are you, Mo Xuan or someone else?"
The blurry phantom asked, its voice cold.
"I told you from the very beginning that my name was Ye Tian. You simply never believed me, always thinking I was Mo Xuan."
Ye Tian smiled and shook his head.
"The most perfect scheme in this world is when falsehood is treated as truth, and truth becomes falsehood. He is indeed Ye Tian, and he is indeed Mo Xuan, because he is me, and I am him. Yet the eras in which we existed are separated by tens of thousands of years."
Mo Xuan said as well.
Two men who looked so alike stood together, one clad in white and the other in black.
One held the Azure Resolution Cloud Piercing Sword, and the aura he gave off was gentle and refined, like jade.
The other, the black-clad Mo Xuan, was like a sword with its edge fully bared, his aura chilling to the bone.
"One man playing two roles—Mo Xuan has been like this since ten thousand years ago. What a vexing fellow."
Yuan Ning said.
He then drew two battle-axes from behind his back. They were precisely the weapons used earlier by the divine crocodile.
The difference