When Shi Yang emerged from the Ancestral Dragon Hall, he saw his disciple—or rather, what should have been his disciple's head—staring at him with hollow eyes. The expression on its face was a complex mix of wild delight and shock.
His face darkened at once.
On this mere Eternal Dragon Star, who had the audacity to kill his disciple?
He immediately spread out his divine sense to search. Qi Shan's blood was still incomparably fresh; he must have died only moments ago. The murderer could not have gone far!
But the moment he extended his divine sense, he discovered someone hovering in the sky!
The murderer!
He had killed someone and still had not fled?
What nerve!
Shi Yang raised his brows, fury surfacing in his eyes. This was a naked provocation against him!
Who was so outrageously bold?
"Brother Shi, we meet again!" Zhou Heng waved, his face wreathed in smiles.
Zhou... Zhou Heng?
Shi Yang's expression instantly became spectacular, flushing red, then green, then white!
Huotian had slapped his face before everyone, the greatest humiliation of his life, and the culprit behind it all was Zhou Heng!
He did not actually hate Huotian. The one he hated was Zhou Heng!
Of course, the reason he did not hate Huotian was that he did not dare to. She had utterly crushed him even in the Chaos Realm. Even now, if she wanted to slap his face, she could do so whenever she pleased. Would he dare hate such a terrifying opponent?
Hating her without being able to take revenge would only leave him nursing internal injuries from suppressed rage. Thus, a "clever" man like Shi Yang naturally chose not to hate her. If he did not hate her, then he would not have to bottle it up inside.
Brother