The illusion of a Sitting Oblivion Dao member’s face flashed with a hint of annoyance at the monk’s ridicule. He got up slowly and pretended to brush away the dust on himself before rubbing his left cheek.0

“Boss Hong Zhong, you’re capable now. If you want to beat me up, then make me real. I'm already dead, so what can I do if you want to bully me? Can you kill me twice? Believe it or not, I was genuinely concerned about you just now. After all, we’re in the same boat. If you die, we’re all done for," the illusion of a Sitting Oblivion Dao member said, walking up to Li Huowang. He stared quietly at Li Huowang with the two holes in his face.0

“Maybe we shouldn’t worry...0