"Heh, heh heh... Chu Yuxiao, you truly are pathetic, pitiful, yet detestable!
Henceforth, you had better forget that woman, and never think of her again...
Nothing is reliable, nothing can be depended upon or trusted, only oneself and power are the most trustworthy...
So, power, come to me! I, Chu Yuxiao, shall become the eternal overlord of this world!"
The icy voice rang out in the wind, and even the loud howling couldn't disperse his words.
Half of the intricate patterns on the ground were already filled with fresh blood.
When all of the patterns were filled, it would be the time for him to absorb all power and become the mightiest of all.
Power continuously poured into his body.
But, he felt his heart becoming emptier and emptier in contrast...
It must be that the power wasn't enough yet; otherwise, he wouldn't be feeling this way.
He slashed open another cut, and more fresh blood flowed out, hastening the filling process.
The whole world was in chaos.
