Resentment surged directly into his heart, and figures resembling vengeful ghosts pounced on Jiang Li, ready to bite into his flesh and blood.
"Humph! My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all that I do is righteous."
Struck by resentment, Jiang Li remained unshaken, his Qi Mechanism surged, and from his acupoints burst forth dragons of Innate Qi, "To kill you all, my conscience is clear."
It might sound somewhat melodramatic, but that was indeed what Jiang believed.
Those who are kind to me are received with kindness, those who are evil to me are met with evil.
For those who considered themselves enemies of Jiang Li, he always slew them without any burden.
To try to corrode his spirit with this resentment was not enough—far from enough!
As the Innate Qi left his body, like dragons or snakes, pouncing on the figures shaped by resentment, it directly refined and digested them.
Those ghost-like figures were like crashing into roaring waves, vanishing in an instant.