Chapter 770: No Heavier Than A Clink Of Cups
“You knew?” Murong Xianxian exclaimed in surprise.
As Li Hentian said, she was the one who purposely leaked the Dark Overlord Token. She, too, was the one who purposely lured Zongtian over. It was all to break out of her eternal prison.
She thought that her plan was flawless, and yet Li Hentian knew everything. He knew everything from the very beginning, and yet he did nothing to stop it just like eight hundred years ago.
At that moment, Murong Xianxian’s emotions became more complicated than ever before. There was bitterness, sourness, sorrow, pain, grief, rawness, hatred, resentment and more. But the one emotion she should feel, joy—the joy of success, and the joy of claiming vengeance—it wasn’t there. Not even a little.
“Cough… cough…”
Suddenly, Li Hentian began coughing violently. The next moment, cracks began spreading throughout his body as if he was made of porcelain. They covered everything in just the blink of an eye.
“You—!” Murong Xianxian subconsciously reached out to support Li Hentian, but she stopped herself at the last moment. She was afraid that the briefest touch would cause him to shatter where he stood.
“I’m fine. The last wisp of my True Spirit is gone, so of course my body is crumbling as well. Frankly, I should’ve died eight hundred years ago.”
Li Hentian lifted his hand as if he wanted to caress Murong Xianxian’s face, but he stopped himself at the last moment and broke into a grin. “Why do you look so sad? You should be happy. It’s your long-cherished wish to kill me, isn’t it?”