Seeing Zhao Wuji standing there in a daze, as if he had suffered a hundred thousand critical hits, Li Yun could not bear it and comforted him, "Old Zhao, don't be sad. Your life has achieved immortality, you have countless descendants—what more could you possibly want?"
Zhao Wuji turned and glared at Li Yun, gritting his teeth. "The greatest goal of my life has been to defeat you. How about this—you let me beat you up once, and my thoughts will finally flow freely. Then I can die without regrets."
As he spoke, Zhao Wuji clenched both fists until they cracked, then strode toward Li Yun step by step. Golden light flickered in his eyes, and his imposing aura bore down on everything around him.
"Alas!"
Li Yun gave a faint sigh. Vast heavenly might descended at once, pressing Zhao Wuji so hard that he could not take another step. He could only stand some distance away and glare viciously at Li Yun.
"Although this is only a clone, I can still borrow this world's power of the Heavenly Dao. You should just wash up and go to sleep!" Li Yun said with a mocking smile as he looked at Zhao Wuji's unwilling expression.
"You're only relying on the Human Gate the Heavenly Emperor gave you! In terms of talent, how am I inferior to you? In terms of looks, I'm more handsome than Ye Dadao. Are you as handsome as me?" Zhao Wuji roared unwillingly through clenched teeth, glaring at Li Yun.
It was clear that his obsession ran deep. Fortunately, he was not in the Primordial World, or there would have been no way for him to sever that obsession.
"Be good, don't be sad. Once I attain the Eternal Dao, I'll arrange for you to enter reincarnation