Compared to xx, you're just a little girl...

"Hiss!"

Something resembling nothing more than a puddle of "mangled flesh," its original appearance utterly unrecognizable, appeared on the platform and quickly drew the attention of several users lingering nearby.

Sure enough, only after a white pillar of light that had lingered for quite some time faded away did a man emerge, sucking in a sharp breath.

Good grief. The state he had returned in—or rather, the way he had died—was really something...

Ignoring the strange looks from those around him, Li Ce could not help grimacing. Even after his condition had been fully restored, the agonizing pain lingering in his memory still felt utterly outrageous!

Once the hazy will and combat instincts of the Sith Order stopped bolstering him, he instantly lost that vicious ruthlessness that had made him brutal toward others and even more brutal toward himself.

It was like a lone wolf abruptly turning back into a dopey husky!

In fact, just recalling how he had felt earlier was enough to make his legs tremble now.

Holy fucking shit, "I" was ruthless! I put my own life on the board to outplay fate!

The moment I knew I couldn't escape, I went straight to using my own life as bait for a trap! I could have avoided everything that followed by killing myself on the spot, but instead I forced myself to play "mommy" and clawed back a victory before I died!

That cold, cruel mindset, laced with both reason and madness, had clearly arisen from his own genuine thoughts. Yet at its core, it was absolutely not something an ordinary person raised in peaceful surroundings like him should have possessed!

This [Midi-chlorian Assimilation] had explicitly required him to choose between the Jedi and the Sith. Looking back now, that choice really did have an enormous impact...