The low, murmured chant faded as the ferocious face of Che Lun grew somewhat distracted.
Some blurred memories from long ago began to surface, stirring up unpleasant recollections.
In truth, his death back then was rather humiliating, as he was caught up in the crossfire.
And it was precisely because of this that he had the chance to cling to life after his True Form was destroyed, falling into the Fallen Abyss.
The brute who had faced that ruthless human directly back then died completely, with his True Form destroyed, consciousness shattered, and rank pulverized by a will so unyielding and intense it could burn through the world.
What became of the pulverized rank after it scattered, he no longer knew.
Yet in that moment, when that ruthless figure suddenly soared, the terrifyingly powerful will and indomitable spirit left an indelible impression on him.
He still remembers the look in the other's eyes, much like Wang Qi, who was now performing the ritual.
