"Is Earth Uncle at a loss for words, intending to resort to force?" Jiang Sikong engaged sincerely and kindly.
When it comes to verbal tactics, the more one seems to dominate, the better their expression, the more courteous they become.
The same naturally applied to Jiang Li.
Yet Jiang Li's politeness... could only be said to have sparked a blazing fire in Earth Uncle's eyes, with hidden murderous intent.
As the murderous intent surfaced, the entire world seemed isolated outside, with murky Yin Qi and sky-reaching Primordial Qi occupying opposite poles, forming another world where the huge shadow of the Netherworld God faced Taiji across space.
In an instant, the wailing of Ten Thousand Ghosts transformed into Blood Hand, Taiji spun, giving life to all things, colliding in pairs, shaking the heavens.
