The Gradual Truth

Wang Dafa collapsed.

The hope-filled light in his eyes rapidly dimmed.

The only thing his powerful vitality did was let him speak a few final words.

"I promised her..."

With a thud, he fell to the ground and rolled several meters down the slope. There was no dashing pose, no beautiful farewell. Like everyone who died in some corner of the shantytown, he was humble, filthy, wretched, and insignificant.

Beneath this starless night sky, his eyes reflected no light. All that remained was endless longing and regret.

"Promised..."

"Promised..."

Every trace of spirit vanished.

The flame of life was completely extinguished.

Shi Tiexin's faint smile abruptly froze.

His instinct made him dive down at once, sliding several meters down the slope to evade the possible follow-up shot. Yet it was that slide that made him witness Wang Dafa's final seconds.

He looked at Wang Dafa's unclosed eyes.

Shi Tiexin's eyes widened.

His brows shot up.

His pupils contracted.

Creak, creak—his teeth ground together.

He drew breath, his breathing trembling slightly. His heart rate and blood pressure kept climbing until fury brewed in his chest like a wildfire, blazing hot.

Crackle, crackle—tiny sparks burst from the tips of Shi Tiexin's hair. The four tribulation forces of water, fire, wind, and lightning unconsciously merged, as though answering Shi Tiexin's raging wrath.

Bang—

Only then did the gunshot reach them. It was so distant—likely over eighteen hundred meters away.

This had to be an exceptionally powerful sniper.

But no matter how strong you are, today, you are dead for sure—!!

Every roar was forced down into his heart, becoming rolling fury. Shi Tiexin sprinted wildly along the slope, unprecedentedly applying the agility enhancement of the Unceasing Thunder Tribulation Hand to the Formless Wind Tribulation Leg, driving his running speed to an even greater