"Shen Xin, never thought the wastrel you once sneered at would one day become a Golden Core True Person just like you, did you?"
Li Zhengdao stared fixedly at Shen Xin with reddened eyes. It was that remark Shen Xin had made back then-that he was crooked in mind-that had sent him plummeting from heir to the group to rock bottom.
But with the Devil Lord's help, he was standing before Shen Xin once more.
Just as Li Zhengdao imagined how shocked and astonished Shen Xin would be, he saw only disdain and coldness in Shen Xin's eyes.
"Who are you?"
Shen Xin gazed at the Blood River stretching nearly ten kilometers before him, his eyes icy.
Without wasting words, Shen Xin released his emerald-green True Essence without holding anything back. The illusory shadow of a verdant Dao tree, towering enough to blot out the sky, appeared in midair.
The jade-green Dao tree swayed gently, and a faint life essence spread in green ripples across a radius of dozens of kilometers.
Beneath those ripples of life, the distress of many ordinary people below, who had been injured by the aftershocks and were wailing, gradually eased. Their wounds also calmed somewhat.
Under the essence radiating from the jade-green Dao tree, the Blood River that had been hanging high in the sky began to shrink as it was compressed, and its foul stench was swept away, replaced by a fresh fragrance.
Petals danced through the air. Shen Xin raised one hand, gathering countless petals into a flower-petal tornado that swept across heaven and earth. With a palm strike, it came crashing down.
Facing this tornado of fluttering petals, which carried a faint essence of life, Li Zhengdao showed no fear. The White Bones Blood Pill trembled, and the Blood River coalesced into