This was the punch Jiang Wang had wanted Song Hengjiang to throw.
But it also shattered his illusions.
Even though he had saved Song Qingzhi's life, once Song Hengjiang learned the secret of the Underwater Demon Den, he could never let him go.
For a moment, he was caught in a dead end.
After killing Zhuang Chenggan, Song Hengjiang would kill him as well. And if Zhuang Chenggan escaped, he would still invade the Inner Palace and shatter the source of his Divine Soul.
He had pretended to fall for the ruse, surrendered control of his body, and hidden deep within the Inner Palace precisely to retreat in order to advance. But now, there might no longer be any chance to advance.
The three thousand rooms he had opened deep within his first Inner Palace were not his fortress. They were more like his tomb.
Before that moment came, he needed to find a way to break the deadlock.
To seek life in a dead end, to find possibility where none seemed to exist.
But... what else could he do?
Zhuang Chenggan, inside his body, held every advantage. But for the 'Zhuang Chenggan' in the Present World, he too had to do everything he could to survive Song Hengjiang, a Divine Presence Realm expert, with only Inner Palace cultivation.
So he shouted, "Big brother, it's Chenggan!"
The punch stopped. The tide fell silent.
Song Hengjiang's fist hung before 'Zhuang Chenggan's' face, then slowly shifted to the right, letting Song Hengjiang's cloudy eyes meet his young ones, the two of them staring straight into each other's eyes.
'Zhuang Chenggan' tugged at the corner of his mouth, his expression bitter and his voice heavy. "Big brother, it's me."
There was little surprise in Song Hengjiang's expression.
In truth, he had vaguely expected