"You... it's you!" Black Scythe Celestial God stared intently at Wang Xu. Countless images flashed through his mind, and finally, he exclaimed, "You are Wang Xu, the genius disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion!"
"Looks like you haven't forgotten." Wang Xu sneered, his voice brimming with murderous intent.
For those who wanted his life, Wang Xu would never forget. Even if it was just a glance, they remained an indelible presence in his heart.
Back then, with the help of the Law Enforcement Elder of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion, Wang Xu was preparing to return and hide in the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion to evade the Dark Holy Banquet's assassination. Right at the entrance of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion in the Desolate Fire Cosmic Country, more than ten Celestial God Realm powerhouses from the Dark Holy Banquet suddenly rushed out and attacked Wang Xu directly.
The overwhelming power, the thrill of brushing past death—Wang Xu still finds it unforgettable to this day.
