Song Chi.
Li Su was no stranger to him. Since the man had so flamboyantly sent people to kill him, Li Su naturally had to look into him and learn a few things about him.
After all, Li Su had never been broad-minded to begin with. When it came to enemies, the best outcome was to count every last one and beat them all to death.
Still, however satisfying killing was, there was a proper way to go about it.
If Li Su was still Li Su, then killing the man on sight would be no issue.
But if he encountered him while not being Li Su, he would have to think of another method.
So he had gathered quite a bit of intelligence on this fellow who had directly sent a Daluo Realm cultivator after him.
This guy came from Bliss. Without a doubt, he was a freak.
In fact, people from third-party factions generally had some sort of problem.
Even Sword Inquiry, Seed of the Way, and the Ancient Shaman were no exception.
The first three, at least, were tolerable—half righteous and half evil, that sort of thing.
But Bliss and Half-Evil were different.
The first three were merely murky water; the latter two were practically muddy oil slicks, with scarcely a normal person among them.
Song Chi was one of them. Even within the circle of Bliss, though, his personality was considered exceptionally extreme. Most people from Bliss had their personalities twisted by the cultivation techniques they practiced.
This man was different. His nature had been utterly warped from the very beginning.
That had something to do with his appearance. He was hideous beyond measure.
While his mother had been pregnant with him, she had been cursed, causing him to be born with an incomparably ugly face.