"Unfortunately, that sword strike seven hundred years ago neither severed my cycle of reincarnation nor extinguished your form and soul."
Bai Heng took another step forward.
"But that is a good thing for both of us, isn't it?"
Where Bai Heng passed, fluorescent blue ripples spread out, like dew falling from tender green branches into a cold pool. The ripples expanded, transforming into dense streams of data in a single hue that blanketed the entire space.
The scorching heat of the charred earth was fading. The blood rain slowed until it came to a complete, frozen standstill.
Di Kui narrowed his gaze, sensing the changes in the surrounding space—and an unprecedented pressure.
The Dark Domain was invading.
This was an unconsciousness space to begin with, not a real physical body.
So Bai Heng attempted to replace Suiyang Di Kui's consciousness space with the Dark Domain, another "unknowable" realm.
Clearly, he had succeeded.
His and Di Kui's imprints had both been brought into the Dark Domain.
"Why look around in such panic? I merely changed our meeting place to one more suitable for discussion." Bai Heng made a friendly gesture.
White mist spilled from Di Kui's mouth. His gaze remained sharp, but it had lost its initial edge.
Its deep, resonant voice rang out once more.
"What is the meaning of your visit?"
"To take something, and to make a deal." He smiled. "Just like seven hundred years ago."
Bai Heng's voice had long since lost its youthful immaturity. Yes, that short-lived youth from the Luofu was already dead. That was what Di Kui thought.
"Suiyang Di Kui—or perhaps, the wedge of 'Destruction.' I hope I have not addressed you incorrectly." Bai Heng had already walked to Di Kui's side.
Yet Di Kui, who had originally intended to look down on