In his eyes, whether it was Zheng Chu or Xue Qing, they were all exceptional talents rarely seen through the ages, with unparalleled aptitude and prowess.
Although Yun Tianji's talent, fate, scheming, and ingenuity were already top-notch in the world, compared to those two, he was still significantly lacking.
Existing in the same era, failure and ruin were but a matter of time.
Xue Qing... who was that?
Yun Tianji remained silent, his residual soul subtly fluctuating, with a trace of genuine confusion flashing across his eyes.
This name did not stir any ripples in his memory, yet it made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Seeing the almost overflowing mockery and disdain in the eyes of Sun-Eroding Cry, Yun Tianji's originally cold gaze instantly became chilling to the bone, with even a blood-like fiendish aura faintly appearing within his residual soul.
