The ghost tide blanketed heaven and earth, split apart by a sliver of sky-light. Ghostly creatures of every shape and malignant nature were no more than fleeting glimmers.
Lu Shuanghe walked forward expressionlessly. With her hands clasped behind her back and her fingers calculating the Heavenly Secret, Ren Qiuli followed behind him with light steps.
But the cold-hearted were the ones truly at peace; those who tried to seem relaxed were the ones weighed down inside.
This time, Ren Qiuli had learned from the Outside World not only of the Southern Dipper Hall's downfall, but also of Jiang Wang's great feat of besieging and killing the Asura King in Yu Abyss. She simply had not told Lu Shuanghe about it.
Though she had always had faith in Lu Shuanghe, the name Jiang Wang inevitably made her waver.
At this point in time, who among the myriad heavens and worlds could hear that name and remain utterly unmoved?
Lu Shuanghe regarded Jiang Wang as his Dao enemy, yet still allowed Jiang Wang to grow. Such confidence—the confidence to cut through everything with his sword—was indeed why Lu Shuanghe was so sharp. But Jiang Wang was the most dazzling Prodigy in the world today, the very embodiment of "miracles" in The Present World over the past decade!
Jiang Wang's rate of growth was exactly what Lu Shuanghe hoped for, yet it filled her with dread.
This man had turned far too many impossibilities into possibilities, to the point that even her faith in Lu Shuanghe's invincibility could no longer remain unwavering.
"Ghosts are where people return; baleful intent is what resentment knots into."
True Lord Heavenly Secret said earnestly, "This Avici Ghost Cavern has neither bottom nor origin, neither cause nor effect. Since ancient times until now, countless powerful figures have fallen