"Fake!"
The thunderous roar that erupted in Hu Ma's heart at that moment was beyond description, as was the impact on his understanding. He felt as though he could barely stand.
Yet, in this dizziness, he gritted his teeth, standing firm, his bloodshot eyes fixed on State Preceptor Dongxuan. In a low, strained voice, he said, "I don't believe a word you say."
"You say the Reincarnators are living Tai Sui, existing only to steal the essence of heaven and earth?"
"You say I was created by you and am different from them?"
"But I know who I am!"
His voice, uncontrolled and loud, carried a fierce tone as he sternly shouted, "I've seen the hungry ghosts of Official Zhou! I've seen people used for Alchemy, seen the confused dead unable to enter the underworld, and witnessed the City of the Dead, with its countless vindictive souls wailing day and night."
