"My name is Shi Zhao. I am a descendant of one of the Seven Kings of the Border Wasteland of old, a member of the Shi clan."
At these words, a brilliant golden light suddenly flashed across Heavenly Desolation. "The Seven Kings of the Border Wasteland were indeed worthy of respect."
But that clearly was not enough. The seven kings deserved respect; their descendants did not necessarily amount to anything.
"My ancestor guarded the Imperial Pass and sent a branch of our clan out to spread its roots and continue our bloodline. But later, they were falsely accused of being descendants of Sin Blood. Another branch fled to the Lower Realm, finally gaining a little breathing room. Sooner or later, I'll fight my way into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and settle all these accounts!" Shi Zhao continued.
Heavenly Desolation lost its composure. It knew nothing of these later events.
"I know the chief culprits were those few Remnant Immortals in the Upper Realm."
Boom!
Heavenly Desolation hummed violently, almost erupting.
Back then, Kun Peng had returned gravely wounded after a great battle, only to be ambushed by four True Immortals on her own side. They inflicted the Immortal-Breaking Curse on her, ultimately causing her tragic death.
Those True Immortals were nothing worth mentioning. Even gravely wounded, Kun Peng was not someone they could challenge, and she crippled them on the spot. But only an Immortal King could dispel the Immortal-Breaking Curse. Powerful as Kun Peng was, she was not yet a true Immortal King, and it became the final straw that broke her.
Heavenly Desolation did not ask why this person from the Lower Realm knew so many things she should never have encountered or learned. It asked gravely, "Not enough. Do you have anything else that can