The bandit leader could not help wanting to lose himself in the book, but after reading for a while, he began to feel dizzy. His mental strength was insufficient.
Yet his warrior's instincts told him this was the consequence of a mortal forcing a glimpse into an immortal book. The more he felt it, the more excited he became.
If he could take a book like this back with him, wealth and glory for the rest of his life would be nothing!
But faced with an immortal book like this, how much appeal did power and glory still hold?
"An immortal book, an immortal book, and now it's in my hands. If I find somewhere secluded..."
The man could not help muttering to himself, imagining a wonderful future. He would find somewhere secluded and work out the mysteries within the book. Surely he could then set foot on the immortal path.
Xiantian martial masters, power, wealth, women-what did any of those matter?
If he could become an immortal or a god, he would live forever, summon wind and rain. Everything in the mortal world would be child's play, anything he wanted within easy reach. He would command the winds and clouds, wield thunder and lightning-even that old emperor would have to kneel and worship him!
"Hehehehe... Hahahahaha..."
The man's laughter was irrepressible. Only after a long while did he force down his excitement, wrap the book again, and tuck it into his clothes.
Whatever happened, he had to escape first. Once he got back, he would immediately take his family into hiding!
After resting a little longer, the man dared not delay further. He rose and set off, but after running some distance, his steps slowed. He turned to look back toward Longwind Prefecture City, a vicious gleam faintly showing