Xuan Zhi looked blankly at Xuan Ding, he really wanted to tell the other party that he hadn't fused with this Divine Skills seed.
But he didn't feel like talking about it.
Because apart from the annoyance of his own slip of the tongue, the rest of his heart was filled with hatred for Xuan Ding and the family.
"For the position of Family Head, you forced me to come out and become the one who killed the Evil Star Rakshasa…"
"For your survival, you forced me to come out and duel with the Evil Star Rakshasa…"
...
Enough.
Can't think anymore.
"Yes, maybe I can really kill Luo Tang and bring great honor to our line, to the Xuan family, to the entire Xuan Luo Immortal Realm," Xuan Zhi laughed manically, looking at Xuan Ding, "Ninth Uncle, am I right?"
Seeing that Xuan Zhi had already gone mad, Xuan Ding's expression twitched, and he laughed, "Yes, Zhi'er, go for it, you can definitely do it!"
"You're late."
