"Wu Cheng! Again!"
"CLACK!" "Leaping Soldier!"
"CLACK!" "Minister takes the Cannon!"
"CLACK!" "Pawn Push!"
CLANG! The blade of the Purple Tassel Sword collided heavily with an obsidian dagger. Amidst the sparks, the sheared-off tip of the dagger spun and plunged into the bloodstained ground.
Though his weapon was damaged, the Dharma Sect Witch Priest twisted his grip on the broken dagger. Evading the Purple Tassel Sword, he ferociously plunged the shattered blade into Li Huowang's left chest.
It seemed he had the upper hand, but he had unwittingly placed himself in grave danger. Of all the mistakes he could have made, getting this close to Li Huowang was the worst.
The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a writhing, tentacled mass erupt from his opponent's chest before burrowing into his own abdomen.
"No, no, no!" He clawed at the wound on his abdomen, frantically digging through the bloody mess of his innards in horror.
