Lu Huaijiang's mind was muddled.
The memories of the First Emperor and the Sixth Brother surged in his mind.
Countless unforgettable moments almost drowned him.
By the time he fused his memories and stood up, his face was as pale as paper.
The Evil God was still blabbering in his mind,'None of these incarnations are worry-free. I see that none of you are worry-free. All of them were disappointing. He would give up the world for a woman. Useless thing."
"Sixth Brother still dares to bet with this seat. This seat thinks he has eaten the guts of a leopard! Does he think that I'm the same as your blind incarnations? Good-for-nothing, blind, blind thing! You don't let me worry every day, you'll anger me to death!" The evil god wanted to kill the eight incarnations and attack himself.
However, Lu Huaijiang was only one step away from fusing with him. He could only watch helplessly.
Only when the Origin returned to him could he control his emotions.