If I were not myself but merely an avatar, hehe, then my true body must be the supreme one under the heavens, a unique existence. Consider this: even I, a mere avatar, am so wise and martial; imagine how extraordinary my real body must be? Perhaps it might even be a Saint from the heavens, who knows?
He created me, this avatar, for a definite purpose, a purpose undoubtedly of utmost importance, perhaps concerning the rise and fall of the Nine States, the survival of the entire world.
How could I, for my selfish interests, ruin such a great cause?
And even if I were to die, it wouldn't matter, as my great philosophy will surely be passed on.
Master Mingyue sneered, "Passed on? You are trapped here; how can you pass on your great philosophy?"
"I couldn't pass it on before, but now I can," the Evil Man said, his gaze shifting to a dark corner behind Feng Yilang, and he burst into loud laughter. "Now my successor is right here, I have no worries at all, hahaha!"
