Lu Yin turned to face the Worryless Elder and threw a punch at the old man from a distance.0

All techniques were overcome with pure strength. There was no time to waste. It was not worth it to waste any more time.0

The Worryless Elder’s eyes narrowed sharply, and the half-ruined Worryless Valley immediately moved to shield him.0

There was a loud boom, and the Worryless Valley completely shattered. Fragments brushed past the Worryless Elder’s face, leaving behind lines of blood.0

As the valley shattered, the Worryless Elder's expression turned venomous, and his eyes grew frenzied and ruthless. He slowly rose up, glaring at Lu Yin the whole time, and uttered, "Free of Care, Sorrowless."0

Countless eyes turned to look at Lu Yin. There was no way to tell where the eyes were from. The gazes were all numb and indifferent, and yet they all carried sinister, emotionless smiles.0

These eyes seemed capable of piercing through a person’s soul, and they instantly filled Lu Yin’s vision.0

Those gazes merged with Lu Yin, and as his arms fell, his memories became chaotic. Who am I? Lu Yin? Lu Xiaoxuan? Who is Ming Yan? Jiang Qingyue? Whiteless God? Long Xi? No, I’m Jiang Chen—aren’t I? Yes, Jiang Chen. No, I’m Lu Yin. Who killed my father? Was that Jiang Chen? Ku Wei? Who’s Ku Wei? Is he my master? Who is Mister Mu? Is True God my master…?3

The countless chaotic memories left Lu Yin’s mind blank. He stood there, frozen like an empty shell.0

The Worryless Elder coughed...0