Just as Zhu Yan couldn't gauge Du Ye's realm, he also couldn't gauge Jiang Li's realm.
Jiang Li's cultivation felt like an unreachable mountain peak, with no end in sight, as well as a bottomless ocean, infinite and vast.
Although powerful, Zhu Yan was nothing more than a stubborn stone in the mountains and a fish in the sea, completely incomparable with Jiang Li.
He didn't believe any talk about coming from the Jiuzhou World.
"An Immortal?" Zhu Yan sneered. How did it matter if someone achieved immortality? Weren't they still human?
Over two thousand years ago, he had already seen through life and death, and had only one goal – to take revenge on humans.
"Today, the humans in the Lingxi World are enslaved by beasts. Beasts are deficient in intelligence. Is it your doing, or Du Ye's?"
"Of course it was all my work. Du Ye only helped me see the truth, bit his finger, and gave me a few drops of blood."