Chapter 1110: No Choices Left

The gray-robed Ancestor wore a grave look. Anyone who could call him by name and knew him this well was either a friend or an enemy. After what had happened eighteen years earlier, he no longer had friends. Which meant the newcomer had to be an enemy. "So, you come to kill me?" the gray-robed Ancestor, Sheng Yuanli, called out. "Sheng Yuanli, I've wanted to take your worthless life for years. You were too strong back then, and I couldn't touch you," a cold voice drifted down from the sky. "When...