The remnant arc descended straight for Su Ming's head.
Su Ming gritted his teeth, executing the Cloud Chasing footwork at the absolute threshold of his physical limits. He twisted his torso mid-air, throwing himself backward.
Shhk!
The crescent slash grazed past his shoulder. His protective Qi shattered like glass. The razor-sharp wind tore through his robes, slicing a shallow line across his flesh and drawing a spray of crimson blood.
The lingering momentum slammed into Su Ming, throwing him downward.
Crash!
Su Ming landed heavily against the misty floor of the basin. The violent impact blasted the dense grey mist outward in a wide ring, scattering the fog away for a brief instant before the corrosive mist surged back toward him.
Spitting a mouthful of blood onto the stones, Su Ming drove the Dragon Emperor Sword into the ground to pick himself up. He flew into the sky to escape the fast-approaching mist.
