The strength of this man seemed to be just average at best. Although his realm was imperceptible to Ji Wu, Ji Wu could clearly discern that the other's combat power was not much different from his own.
Ji Wu furrowed his brows, feeling a strong aversion towards the gaze of the Netherworld Body, for such a look had previously belonged solely to him. Only he, Ji Wu, could regard others with such eyes, and no one should look at him that way.
At this moment, the Netherworld Body resembling Zhou Yan watched him with that very gaze, which made Ji Wu feel extremely uncomfortable. He sensed it was like encountering an enemy destined within fate. He had to kill his opponent; otherwise, his own realm might never advance further.
And once he killed this person, his own realm would definitely loosen, allowing him further progression and unimpeded thoughts, leading him to enter a brand new high-level realm.
