Romanov stared into Li Chen's eyes and asked the question that had troubled him for so long: "Tuoba Zhen, the traitor who plunged my dynasty into civil strife-was he a pawn you planted in the Great Luo Dynasty long ago?"
Had the question concerned any other core secret, Li Chen would never have revealed it.
But when it came to Tuoba Zhen, he could speak frankly.
Li Chen shook his head, his tone carrying a trace of coldness and a little "admiration." "No. Quite the opposite-I very much want to kill him. That man is as cunning as a fox and has already escaped from my hands twice.
"Still, I must admit that every time he 'upsets the board,' though it catches me by surprise, some strange twist of fate always brings me an unexpected 'reward.' Take this time, for instance. Had he not thrown Daluo into chaos, I could not have intervened so easily as the Witch Ancestor."
Hearing this answer, Romanov inexplicably felt a measure of relief. At least Daluo's internal troubles had not been entirely orchestrated by Li Chen.
Even an unpredictable factor like Tuoba Zhen could be turned to Li Chen's advantage. This young man's scheming mind and ability to adapt were truly terrifying.
Had even Tuoba Zhen been Li Chen's pawn, Romanov would have found it utterly inconceivable-perhaps even cause for despair.
With his question answered, Romanov said no more. He abruptly straightened his stooped back, and the aura he had kept restrained erupted like a volcano!
Terrifying energy shot into the clouds, changing the winds and skies throughout the small Grotto-Heaven world. The primordial energy of heaven and earth gathered madly, forming an enormous vortex behind him.
A roar that seemed to come from the primordial wilderness rang out. Behind him, the immense phantom