Lee's Real Motive

Kent placed the sword down with care, as if placing a sleeping child to bed.

Kent stood slowly, dusting his robes, and walked toward the edge of the cave mouth. His eyes scanned the horizon, where distant lights flickered from the Immortal Pool Sect. A breeze tugged at his hair.

"Lee…"

He wasn't just a peak Earth Immortal Magus.

He was the son of the Pool Master. Raised with divine elixirs. Trained in thousand-fold gravity fields. Bathed in soul energy every full moon. Wielding artifacts from realms that Kent could barely pronounce.

A direct-path to fight him meant one thing—annihilation.