Reaching an Agreement (Asking for Monthly Votes)

Inside the main hall, several sticks of sandalwood incense burned slowly, giving off faint wisps of smoke that curled through the entire chamber.

Along with the smoke, a layer of formation covered the side hall.

Zitian True Person's figure appeared even more hazy and mysterious within the smoke.

He walked over at an unhurried pace, stopping only when he was five feet away, then looked at Ye Jingcheng.

Though he stood lower, his gaze made it seem as if Ye Jingcheng were the one below, looking up at him.

Completely different from the day in the Taichang Mountain Range, when he had faced West King True Person.

At this moment, he seemed like a god descended from heaven.

"Do you think I won't kill you just because you're pretending to be Tianfu?"

Zitian True Person's voice was full of coldness. That single word, "kill," made Ye Jingcheng feel an intense murderous aura; even the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Yet Ye Jingcheng merely shook his head.

His Wasteland Body began circulating as well, lightly taking on that pressure.

"Whether I am Tianfu or not isn't important. What matters is that I know Taiyi Sect's situation is far from good!" Ye Jingcheng shook his head as he spoke, as if he did not care about Zitian True Person's killing intent at all.

"Whether it is Fellow Daoist Zitian, or Senior Ziming's avatar, I think we all have a need to cooperate!" Ye Jingcheng continued.

As soon as he said this, Zitian True Person's expression finally shifted, as though he could not understand how Ye Jingcheng had seen through him.

Seeing this, Ye Jingcheng smiled faintly.

He became even more certain of his conjecture.

The person before him was not the real Zitian True Person, but an avatar of