"Heh, you must be disappointed—I'm alive again."
Jiang Chengxuan said calmly, his gaze commanding and intimidating the gathered clans.
"You were clearly struck by our clan's secret technique to assassinate immortals! How could you not have been silenced?"
This drove the sinister shadows nearly mad, but Jiang Chengxuan only smiled silently.
Tens of thousands of years ago, he indeed had been suppressed by a terrifying secret technique from this ominous race, nearly annihilated in body and Dao.
At that time, even with his abilities, he could not resist it.
So he chose death. That death caused the ancient realm to lose its Hunyuan energy, rendering the Dao of the Huotian Immortal and others ineffective.
Because truly, he had died—the Dao he wielded had truly silenced and dispersed into the heavens and earth.
But his will did not perish. It was sealed by a defiant method, cast into the lower realms, cycling through countless reincarnations!
