"Hiss... what the hell is going on?!" Feeling the pain all over his body—a pain so intense it nearly made him faint—Li Huowang gritted his teeth and sucked in a trembling breath of cold air.
Everything before had gone according to his plan: leaving Qingfeng Taoist Temple, devouring Master Danyang, and in order to solve Master Danyang, stepping straight into a bigger pit.
One trap after another, one deception within another, in the end completely assimilating that fake Li Huowang into Hong Zhong. But now, something had gone wrong!
Li Huowang stared at the crimson bamboo slip—the Great Thousand Record—and at the vague, writhing flesh upon it, as well as at the face he no longer recognized as his own.
This book was something Li Huowang had taken from the Ao Jing Sect. The Great Thousand Record, as one of Ao Jing's four grand techniques, would naturally be among their possessions.
