Everyone, humans and gods alike, looked up and saw a cripple walking out from the horizon. His feet trod on empty air, limping with every step, making him look rather comical.
A Pig-Butchering Knife hung at his waist. He wore a tattered padded coat, his face was covered in grime, and his hair was a tangled mess. He looked like a disabled beggar on the street.
Yet the cripple's towering Martial Intent ensured that no one dared underestimate him. Every step he took accorded with Martial Arts, his footsteps beating like drums against the hearts of the five newly emerged Yin Gods. He had locked onto all five Top Yin Gods at once!
"Er Leng!" Tie Zhu exclaimed in surprise.
The newcomer was indeed Er Leng, but he was somewhat different from before. Even Tie Zhu, his friend of a thousand years, found him a little unfamiliar.
Er Leng glanced over and grinned without saying much.
That day, after delivering his final report to Jiang Chen, he had left because his master had come looking for him, saying he could help him enter the True Dao.
Naturally, Er Leng had gone along eagerly.
But after entering the True Dao, what awaited him was a battle to the death!
Only when he plunged the Pig-Butchering Knife into his master's chest did he learn the whole truth.
His master was the renowned Martial Lord of old, that peerless figure hailed as the greatest prodigy of all time.
And he himself was also the Martial Lord.
After failing in his attempt to force a breakthrough back then, he had gone mad and wandered in exile, obtaining an immortal's Secret Art, the "Three Lives Body," in an ancient cave dwelling.
Though called three lives, it was actually hundreds upon thousands of lives. From that