"Xuan Tianji's" eyes held a look of yearning, "In that battle years ago, I was gravely injured by him, nearly died, yet he did not kill me. His choice not to kill me made me suffer more than death. If he truly returns, it would be just to my liking."
Chen Nan laughed, "You are eager to seek death, aren't you? Don't worry, someone will take care of you soon. Perhaps soon enough, slaying you will be as easy as slaughtering a dog for me."
"Sharp-tongued brat, alright, since I haven't gained any advantage from you today, there's no point in talking further. There will eventually be a battle between us, just you wait." "Xuan Tianji" sneered coldly.
He moved to leave.
Just at that moment, a Buddhist chant echoed from the void.
"Amitabha, immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, Thousand-faced Young Lord, Monk, I've seen you again."
The Undying Monk appeared in the void, with lotuses blooming under his feet, his gaze clearer than ever before.
