"However, I've also discerned his background; this person's origins are by no means simple."
"Of course they're not simple, he and Zhou Xuan are suspected to come from the same place."
Through this battle, Ye Miaoxian had also captured a trace of a clue.
"Zhou Xuan..."
At the mention of this name, Chu Kuangtian's expression became somewhat unnatural.
Back then, he was nothing more than a follower by Zhou Xuan's side.
The Primordial King's Throne was dazzling, overshadowing his talents completely.
That man always stood at the peak, basking in glory, while he could only look up from the foot of the mountain.
Such defeat tormented him.
If it were only that, then so be it.
But Zhou Xuan had touched his taboo, the woman he cared about most was also attracted to him; this was unbearable.
Therefore, Chu Kuangtian took that step, not hesitating to rebel and slay his master.
However, he hadn't anticipated that so many years after that man's death, his influence still lingered.