The black mist rises like a Great Demon, and in the darkness, the Evil Gods appear.
"Zhang Fan!?"
"Why is it you? How could it be you?"
Xiong Ba's Primordial Spirit trembled like wild flames, his eyes were wide open, staring at the Evil God emerging from the black mist, unable to believe his eyes.
He never dreamed that the Evil God suppressed within the Xiong Family ancestral hall would appear as Zhang Fan.
"Taiyi Dharma Lineage, resonating through the same essence, the day you received this technique was destined to lead to this encounter."
From within the black mist, the phantom resembling Zhang Fan wavered like a mirage, its eerie voice echoing in Xiong Ba's Primordial Spirit Inner Scenery.
Xiong Ba frowned in confusion, half-understanding the words.
Did the Evil God know he would encounter Zhang Fan the day it taught him the Taiyi Life-saving Skill?
"Who... who exactly are you?" Xiong Ba's Primordial Spirit couldn't help but ask.
