Such mockery.
"Do you truly care as much as you think you do? Or did you actually manage to hold onto something?"
The You Sui grandmaster arrogantly lifted his eyes, looking down: "The 'Non-attack Creation' is truly divine, crafted with ten fingers; omnipotent and omnipresent.
However, the flaw lies with you, for you reach into the void, and thus grasp nothing—what you see, what you choose, is nothing but a wasteland."
He said, "This is your essence."
"Even now, does the grandmaster still expect to sway me with that stale talk of Zhi Fu?"
Ji Jue coldly retorted, "Words are powerless, how about repeating your old tricks, to see if I will bow down to you?!"
Jian Yuan's eyebrows slowly raised.
Confusion, realization, and an undeniable mockery.
He couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Bending forward and then reclining back.
"So it is, so it is! Ha, hahaha, hahahaha...hahahahahaha!!!"
"There's something, I forgot to tell you..."
