Li Guanyi took a deep breath and shouted out loud,
"He is no longer the embodiment of immortality!!!"
Roles of attack and defense had reversed!
Ji Chengfeng stared at his bleeding arm, dazed and lost in thought.
Before his eyes, it seemed as though he was pulled back three hundred years to when the real Ji Chengfeng held his hand and said, "I am a descendant of the Red Emperor; the progeny of the Red Emperor enjoys five hundred years under heaven. When it comes to my turn, if I die, it's simply the Heavenly Mandate."
"Relying on you to take the blame for me, I won't live much longer anyway."
"It's better to let you live."
"In the Northern Border's snowy plains, the Western Desert, the world is vast. Just continue to watch over it for me, and then..."
All his past memories and that face became blurred.
A look of shock and rage appeared on Ji Chengfeng's face, "Blood, blood..."
