Thousand Bodies Myriad Forms, Resolve

Facing the black-armored man's question, Jiang Changsheng casually made up a name. The Jiang Clan was so vast that the black-armored man could not possibly know every member, so he asked no further.

With the Great Dao Eye, Jiang Changsheng's identity had been sufficiently proven. The man had only asked out of simple curiosity.

Jiang Changsheng looked like someone who did not belong to this era, and his aura was tranquil as well, untouched by the corrosion of Darkness Power. Such an existence was rare.

"You say you do not know how you came here. Some great power must have aided you, but the Supreme Yi Immortal Domain has long since fallen, and all great powers have perished. Who else could have helped you?" The black-armored man frowned and muttered to himself.

Jiang Changsheng asked, "Whom were you fighting earlier? Could this so-called Darkness Power actually battle you?"

The black-armored man frowned. "Naturally. Darkness Power was initially a kind of Great Dao Power that spread through the Great Thousand Worlds. But later, a group of Dark Evil Spirits emerged. They possess no intelligence and know only slaughter. Outside this heaven and earth, Dark Evil Spirits have already surrounded us. Earlier, I wanted to break out and find a way for humanity to survive, but I nearly got myself killed..."

As he spoke, his gaze turned toward the distance, as though searching for something.

Jiang Changsheng said, "You were looking for Jiang Qi, weren't you? He has already been buried."

At those words, the black-armored man's entire body trembled. Yet he did not lose control of his emotions. He merely clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and tried hard to calm his heart.

Jiang Changsheng had calculated the karma between him and Jiang Qi. Jiang Qi was his seventh brother...