Staring at the Blue Fox Ghost Mask in his hand, and at the ghostly flames flickering in its eye sockets, Fang Xing found himself momentarily losing his senses. The entire world before him lost its reality, leaving only those two dancing ghost flames. Vaguely, he seemed to see a handsome man in cyan-colored robes standing above the Nine Heavens, his clothing fluttering in the fierce wind.
"My path is continuous, thus I am immortal; immortality begets everlasting existence, and everlasting existence ensures the perpetuity of my path..."
In Fang Xing's eyes, it seemed the man in cyan whispered a long chant, raised his finger, and shattered the void.
At the other end of the void, there seemed to be adversaries present, and there were many of them.
