Juxtaposed beside each other, there was no telling if the source of the blackness was the blackness that split the stone wall and spread or the environment itself. Nobody would ever point to the black energy and … Read more
Gongsun Chu stared at the stone wall as though he could see all the way through to the depths of the bronze palace.
“You sure seem confident,” remarked Ming Feizhen, seemingly unbothered in the slightest about … Read more
After a long moment of speechlessness, Tianhu grouched, “What are you doing here?”
Ming Feizhen gave Tianhu a wink. “Aren’t you asking the obvious? Aren’t you here to save me?”
“… No,” answered Tianhu, after a … Read more
Even though Huang Yuzao had his sword aimed at Gongsun Chu’s throat, every time he tried to force it forward an extra inch, it’d start splintering from the tip.
Gongsun Chu stated, “You defeated even nature. … Read more
While their observable techniques differed, the intent and spirit behind each technique was identical. Like a heavy downpour, one exchange immediately followed the next, passing targets by a hair’s breadth. Finally, after more than a hundred exchanges, their wood … Read more
Although he didn’t bleed profusely from his opened wounds, he resembled a humanoid humidifier with all the smoke coming from him. It had been decades since Gongsun Chu was in deep waters.
The reason Ming Feizhen preferentially utilised the … Read more
Before he finished speaking, Gongsun Chu’s sword on the ground flew up towards Ming Feizhen’s heart. Easily realising that Gongsun Chu merely wanted him to get away from the coffin, Ming Feizhen jumped several inches away from … Read more
Seeing as Ming Feizhen didn’t reply, Gongsun Chu lowered his face diagonally. “Pingan… Why are my wife’s remains in the coffin?”
Is he really as old as Grandmaster? How the hell does he still look so young? What … Read more
Gongsun Chu’s eyes were bloodshot. Despite his lack of internal energy, every step he took, he staggered forward with conviction and hostility. It was as though his fatigue and anger had overruled his rationality as he … Read more
“Ming Feizhen!” Jiang Chen almost knocked himself over with his roar. “You… What is Ouyang Xiucai doing?!”
“Oh, him?” Ming Feizhen set his plate down on the coffin lid and took his sweet time licking the grease off … Read more