Taichu quietly watched the nearly deranged Luo Hou, lost in thought.
"Obsession, is it..."
It seemed Cang Xuan had influenced him more deeply.
Still, for a "cleaning rag," having some obsession to drive him was not necessarily a bad thing.
"In that case..."
Taichu slowly withdrew his gaze, not even bothering to offer another word of judgment.
"Then go."
"If you can manage it."
With that, Taichu slowly turned and melted into the darkness, bit by bit.
No one knew where he had gone, nor did anyone know what he would do next.
Luo Hou remained on one knee, not daring to rise for a long time.
Only after confirming that Taichu had truly left did he finally stand up slowly.
"Hmph..."
"My lofty lord, is it..."
He snorted and glanced at the horrific wounds covering his body. A trace of dread flashed through his eyes, but ambition burned brighter.
"Just you wait. One day, I will repay the humiliation you inflicted on me a hundredfold!"
Luo Hou clenched his fists.
He knew perfectly well that, with his current strength, he stood no chance against that man.
He needed to reach a higher realm...
But Cang Xuan's obsession had sunk its hooks too deeply into him.
He had to crush that bastard named Song Chi with his own hands first. Otherwise, that humiliation would torment him forever, preventing him from advancing even an inch!
He might not be able to defeat that white-robed monster, but surely he could kill one Mahayana-stage piece of trash whose mouth spewed nothing but nonsense?!
"Song Chi..."
"No matter which corner of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds you hide in, I will crush your skull and make you wail in despair!"
Meanwhile.
The Immortal Realm, Forgotten River.
Si Chen's exchange of pleasantries with the