Chapter 177: Slapping Faces is Just a Matter of Minutes

Across the void, heavenly phenomena and geography can rely on nothing but myself.

Yet, vertically through disasters past, the River Map and Luo Book have nothing to rely on, as all is void.

Sword Qi crisscrosses, wood chips flying everywhere. Only after writing down two lines did Wang Qi feel immensely relieved.

"Enjoying the benefits of a past life, yet burdened by it, this seems fair," Wang Qi leaned on his sword and sighed in his heart, "I shouldn't have entangled myself with past life affairs to begin with. I've died once; past is past... I'm not like that lunatic in the studio next door who, after dying, transmigrated to Earth and then schemed to return to fulfill a promise."

Thinking of this, Wang Qi sighed and took out two pieces of paper from his storage bag, then flicked them. The mana of Heavenly Entropy Technique instantly turned the papers to ashes.

"Did you just want to reveal this in front of those two people? What is this?"