"Clang, clang!" Li Huowang swung the Spine Bone Sword in his hand, knocking away three nails that were shooting toward his face.
If previously it was merely a guess, then this time it was enough to confirm his conjecture, the person in front of him was indeed from the Ao Jing Sect!
"Don't you all abstain from worldly desires, solely seeking the utmost pain? Why involve yourselves in this troublesome matter?"
Upon hearing Li Huowang's inquiry, the man let out a low laugh, knelt on the ground, and clasped a cross-shaped Ao Shen clay figurine tightly against his chest.
"Fellow brother, why do you ask me such a question? Why not ask yourself instead? For what reason are you muddling into these muddy waters? Since ancient times, personal emotions are easy to owe, but debts of gratitude are hard to repay."
"Boom!" A wave of heat caused Li Huowang's cloak to billow slightly backward, and a burning fire figure reflected in his eyes emerged from within his gaze.