"Today, the most ideal outcome would have been to drag the Illusion Demon Lord out from the All-world desolate graves and slay him on the spot, but this was not achieved. He eventually escaped, and I only accomplished a secondary goal."
He extended his hand flat, allowing Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao to clearly see the ever-changing multicolored human face in his palm: "This is the Illusion Demon Lord's mask. To my knowledge, the Illusion Demon Lord only has nine masks in total, which are the foundation of his cultivation. Without a hundred years of effort, he won't be able to restore this one."
He looked towards Jiang Wang, speaking slowly: "This signifies something that Marquis Wu'an must surely understand. So, I indeed admire Yu Beidou. With Dongzhen cultivation, he accomplished something quite similar."
