บท 287: Price

Xiahou Zhen's eyes were filled with madness as he stared at the black rift. However, it eventually closed up.

"What have I been doing?"

"What have I been doing all these years?"

Xiahou Zhen muttered to himself, "I spent so long studying the Ancient Black Fiendbody just to kill Li Ruji? Just to ensure that there's no one in this world that I cannot kill? All this time, if I had only spent it all on my Dao, I might have already reached what Meng Yiqiu has accomplished. I might even be stronger."

"I actually did it because of my desire to excel over others."

"For the so-called dominion over this world, I wasted decades cultivating my body. Why am I so foolish?" It was the first time Xiahou Zhen was seeing the void rift with his own eyes. An infinite yearning for it stirred within him.

It would have been fine if he had not seen it, because then it would have continued to feel like something vague and insubstantial.