The Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror pressed against his arm was nothing less than a red-hot branding iron. Even though Yu Ci was now battered by every ailment and his sensitivity to pain had greatly dulled, he still could not help crying out.
It was then that he finally noticed the bright moon in the sky.
"This thing..."
"Great Brahma is gone." That person's tone and wording were both strange, carrying an emotion that had never been there before.
Yu Ci no longer wanted to think, nor did he have the energy for it. He could only blink hard, forcing himself not to fall asleep, and barely replied, "That's... a good thing."
"It certainly is!"
That person enunciated each word, seemingly smiling by the end. "What Qu Wujie had always wanted to do but never dared do, you and Great Brahma went and did for him together. You truly did a good deed."
"What?" Yu Ci shuddered, abruptly becoming much more alert. Only then did he sense that the source of the Boundary River was still roiling. With the Great Brahma Demon King gone, the projection of the Black Magic Altar had immediately vanished. The blood tide released by the Xuan Huang Killing Sword was no longer being converted into power to break the realm, yet its own impact had increased. Yu Ci had initially thought that was the reason.
But after receiving that sarcastic remark, he sensed more carefully and vaguely felt that things were not as he had imagined.
"What exactly is going on?"
"You know too much. If you want to live, shut your mouth. Seal your ears and eyes too. If you cannot do that, then find a way to forget it. Young man, that is my advice to you."
Yu Ci snorted. Before he could respond, a