"Who are you?" Once the demonic Book Immortal drew near, Xiao Hua stood in his path and asked in a deep voice in the language of the Confucian cultivators of Cangxian Continent, "Why did you destroy my Xiaoyu Continent? Why did you wipe out my human race's bloodline? Could it be that you are not human?"
"Ha ha ha..." The demonic Book Immortal let out a wild laugh. Amid flickering light and shadow, two streams of clear radiance appeared, landing directly upon Xiao Hua's golden body. The golden light around it flickered and swayed like a candle flame in the wind. "And who are you? Since you are the disciple of Immortals from the Immortal Realm and possess the strength to ascend to the Immortal Realm, why are you still here meddling in matters that have nothing to do with you? Do you not know that ascension by the Daoist sect places great importance on resolving karmic bonds? Having become entangled in so much karma, how can you cast off your burdens and ascend in broad daylight?"
As he spoke, the demonic Book Immortal's gaze swept over Huang Tong, Feng Wu, and Wu Daoist again. Frowning, he said, "You three are even stranger! Two of you possess Demon Race bodies, while one is a taboo of the Wu Clan. Why are you following this Daoist sect cultivator here to stir up trouble? And why do your essence origins seem somewhat similar to this human cultivator's? If your strength did not appear to be surpassing that Dao cultivator's, I would nearly have taken you for a single entity!"
"Essence origin?" Xiao Hua's heart stirred, as though he understood something. Essence origin was not something cultivators of the mortal world could know about. Xiao Hua himself had learned of it years ago