HISS... What in the hell is going on?! Feeling the pain rack his body, so intense it nearly made him pass out, Li Huowang clenched his teeth, trembling as he sucked in a sharp, cold breath.
Everything had been going according to his plan. He had left Qingfeng Daoist Temple, consumed Master Danyang, and then dived into an even bigger trap just to get rid of him. It was one trap after another, one scam wrapped inside another, all to completely assimilate the fake Li Huowang into Hong Zhong. But now, things were going off track!
Li Huowang stared at the red Bamboo Slip before him—the Great Thousand Record. He looked at the blurry flesh squirming upon it and then at his own completely unrecognizable body.
Li Huowang had obtained this book from the Ao Jing Sect. Since the Great Thousand Record was one of the four great arts of the Ao Jing Sect, it was perfectly normal for them to possess it.
