"Zheng Yuantian, it's time to end this!" Wang Xuan said calmly. The opportunity was right in front of him. He might as well end his own life if he couldn't kill this major threat right now.0

This time, he stayed away from Zheng Yuantian and didn't knock on the furnace lid at his current seclusion location to lure him out. Instead, he chose to go to his dojo. Because everyone involved was a tough character, and now some people might suspect a connection between him and Zheng Yuantian. So they were most likely keeping an eye on him. By then, Wang Xuan wouldn't be able to make a move against him.0

He was in a huge city, not too far from the destroyed dojo. He wanted people to think there was something wrong with this place rather than suspecting Zheng Yuantian. As Zheng ran away, the shattered dojo was quite empty. In the bustling city, many people were intoxicated with celestial liquor and were living in a dream before the end times. Some had obtained quotas and didn't care anymore. They were raising their glasses in celebration, waiting for migration.0

Wang Xuan lightly tapped the lid of the Life Essence Furnace. He controlled the rhythm of tapping, tapping a little longer than before to see if there would be any difference. The lid of the furnace trembled silently. This time, observing with his spiritual eye he vaguely saw special patterns floating towards the void. It looked like some kind of text, but it also resembled a special signal. 0

Could treasures really communicate with each other?0

After a moment,...0