Hidden Life Mountain, Tongtian Peak.
The Tongtian Saint Emperor, Li Chengshi, looked down from a high vantage point, surveying the hidden splendor between the countless clouds, and said to Ji Shuang, "If it weren't for Shangguan Qizheng and the others borrowing the momentum of the Heavenly Dao to set up the barrier, even if Zheng Dongliu were in his prime, there wouldn't be so many issues.
You've suffered at Lin Yuan Sword Sect."
"Thanks to the Holy Emperor, Your Majesty." Ji Shuang bowed slightly: "If it weren't for Hidden Life Mountain's cultivation heritage being far deeper than the Lower Realm's, I wouldn't have been able to successfully counter Qi Huizu…
Blame him for taking so many years of feelings seriously."
"It's just…" Ji Shuang hesitated for a moment before continuing, "But do you think Qi Huizu might be faking it?"
