Fog Area, Yanshan Mountain Range ruins.
WHOOSH!
A piercing shriek tore through the air. As the sound wave spread, a white meteor blasted through the fog and crashed into the remains of what was once Tianzhan Cliff.
BOOM!
The ground shuddered, caving in to form a bowl-shaped crater dozens of meters in diameter.
Cracks radiated outward like a spiderweb.
At the center of the crater, Lin Hui drew Ruyi with a sharp SWISH.
Most of the blood had already been drained away in mid-air.
At that moment, Su Yaping's face was twisted in pain as he clutched a gaping, bloody hole in his waist, his sky-blue eyes filled with a frenzied fervor.
"This... is your true power... isn't it?!?!"
"Are those your last words?" Lin Hui retorted in the same tone. He raised Ruyi and gently wiped the bloodstains from its surface with one hand.
A blade fast enough could remain unstained, but having been steeped in the other man's blood, it had ultimately been tainted.
