Last time, it had been one against eight. Gao Ming had only wanted to buy time and had been willing to spend decades laying the groundwork. This time, it was one-on-one. His eyes brimmed with murderous intent, his heart filled with pain, all waiting to be unleashed.
When Gao Ming reached the building that had been gradually blurring, everything had returned to normal. People streamed in and out, and there was no trace of Situ An or Lu Zang.
Given two or three weeks, Gao Ming was confident he could ferret Situ An out, but the fate giant tree would never give him that chance. Fate had led him to the mortal world where Lu Zang was hiding so it could use Situ An as a conduit, reconnect with Gao Ming's fate, and uncover his true name. "He hasn't gone far. He should be right here!"
Clutching the human skin, Gao Ming stood on a bustling street in Xinhu. All kinds of lunatics passed by, punctuated by the sounds of cars crashing and exploding. "Dan Wang is still growing, and that's given Lu Zang a chance to hide. He can tell I don't have long to live, so he doesn't want to clash with me." Gao Ming's fingers sliced across the ghost markings on his body like knives. "I can feel that Dan Wang is stronger and more chaotic than last time. Even as its owner, I have no idea what it will become. I've always feared this ability, always thought I had to hold on to my sanity. I've never fully accepted it." Gao Ming seemed to be talking to himself. The passersby around him stopped and looked at him, as though they were all normal people watching a madman. As he finished the final stroke, the Hanhai Blood