The originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded by sudden dark clouds. On Ziyun Mountain, two people were confronting each other at an ancient altar. Liu Xiaoshuai, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a bronze sword, stood on the altar and pointed at the sky, as if he wanted to attract the power of thunder and lightning to completely destroy his life.
"That's enough, Xiaoshuai, why are you still so stubborn? This method simply won't work." Wu Shisheng looked at him and said angrily.
"You don't understand! Old Wu, I have waited long enough for this time. I have found everything. As long as thunder and lightning fall, my life will be completely changed, but you say this method is not possible? I have fought so hard for this goal and almost lost my life several times. Now you call me **? Wait and see, this moment is destined to be successful."
"Just because of this plan, do you know how many people you have unintentionally killed? Old Man Hong, Cai Hua'er, Xizi... All lost their lives because of you. It's not too late for you to turn back now. This method is against the will of heaven and is destined to...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
