Tomorrow, Perhaps Me

Liu Zhan's gaze was deep, his expression resolute. "When it truly comes to my turn, I will not hide either. Besides, Zheng Yingci is an exception. Even if others sacrifice themselves, they will have blessings in the underworld, perhaps even another life."

"Another life? Since when did you learn the Brahma Sect's way of speaking? You and I both know that once a person dies, there is no next life. They can only live on as souls in the Underworld or a Grotto-Heaven."

"They are merely firewood. Once dead, they can never be brought back to life."

Seeing that Liu Zhan was about to argue, Hui Dao gave another bitter smile. There was a helplessness between his brows. "Forget it. Let us not argue. You and I have disputed this matter many times."

The two fell silent at once, with nothing left to say. Just as the atmosphere was about to turn cold, a boom suddenly rang out. A colossal pillar of light shot into the sky, breaking their confrontation. Both turned in horror toward Coiling Dragon Lake.

Ordinary people could not see the pillar of light with their naked eyes, but alchemists and Monsters with some cultivation were nearly blinded by its dazzling radiance.

They hurried outside and stood before the hall. Liu Zhan and Hui Dao were both stunned by what they saw.

What was this?

The direction was undoubtedly that of Coiling Dragon Lake. Such a pillar of light suddenly rising into the heavens, accompanied even by auspicious phenomena, made the hearts of these two True Persons skip a beat.

A golden gleam flashed through Hui Dao's eyes. He watched silently, the fingers hanging at his side flicking rapidly, while Liu Zhan, in perfect coordination, immediately stepped in front of him and recited an incantation to share