994 The First Strike (2/2)

Nightfall Mao Ni 30910K 2022-07-20

The dust dimmed the world. But Haotian's Divine Flame was as firm and bright as always. It would never fade. Its glory was reflected by the dust into a bright silver colour and seemed even more divine and solemn, like silver clouds under star light.

Deep inside the silver glory, Hengmu Liren and Liu Yiqing stood face to face silently.

There were seventeen bloody gashes on Liu Yiqing's body. His right hand and two legs were cut off. His lips were also pierced by the blade and looked like awkwardly applied rouge.

The blade was pointing right in front of his eyebrows and the slasher intent was piercing directly into his soul.

The slasher was very slim and not heavy at all. Hengmu Liren held it firmly and could kill Liu Yiqing with a simple push forward. No one could stop him.

Liu Yiqing lifted his left hand and slowly wiped off the blood by the corner of his lips. He still looked very calm as if there was no blade pointing in front of him.

On the contrary, Hengmu Liren looked pale and upset. His clear and firm eyes were filled with anger, confusion, and humiliation. ”Why?” he stared at Liu Yiqing and asked.

Liu Yiqing looked at him through the white cloth and said nothing.

Hengmu Liren knew that Liu Yiqing was blind. But somehow he felt those eyes under the white cloth were staring at him with mock and pity.

”Why?” he exclaimed.

Ever since the spring breeze and rain, Hengmu Liren never doubted himself and his level of cultivation. He thought that no one in the human world could be his match. But when Liu Yiqing destroyed the imperial city in a single strike, he had to admit that if that strike was aimed at himself, then he would have been in trouble.

But why?

Why didn't Liu Yiqing launch his first strike at me? Does it mean that I am less important than the young emperor of South Jin?Or does it mean he is bold enough to think that he could kill me with his second strike?

It seemed like the blade that was pointing at his eyebrows posed no threat to Liu Yiqing.

He answered, ”Because you are not worthy of it.”

Hengmu Liren found that was the funnest and most absurd joke he had ever heard.

Liu Yiqing continued, ”It was my first strike, so you are not worthy of it even if you are somebody from the West-Hill and the most valued genius of Taoism.”

Hengmu Liren asked again, ”Why?”

Liu Yiqing said, ”The entire cultivation world refer to you as the gift from Haotoian.”

Hengmu Liren asked, ”And I'm still not worthy of your first strike?”

Liu Yiqing said, ”My sword is for killing, not to unfold some present. Therefore you are not worthy of it.”

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