The only person to attack the King one more time was Gongsun Ce, who held on until the end. He wielded his swords and slashed with all his might, but the crossed weapons were effortlessly blocked by one of the King's fingers. The six arms of the Heavenly Demon struck out with their full might, yet none could touch the King's flesh, as if hitting an invisible wall.
The King flicked his finger, shattering Gongsun Ce's offensive. Then, King Pingdeng punched in silence.
The punch struck at Gongsun Ce's chest, freezing his expression on his face. His anger, defiance, and courage faded from his eyes bit by bit, like the colors of an ancient painting eroded by time. He closed his eyes and fell to the ground, unable to stand again.
"——"
Gongsun Ce didn't speak. His innate familiarity with lies let him know that the King was not lying.
That was the truth; the battle had ended.
