Tangben Long was truly taken aback.
He had already used his greatest strength in his normal state. How could an ordinary human suppress him so effortlessly in terms of power?
Looking at that man again, he first examined Ling Xingjian carefully, visibly relaxing a little, then raised his head and cast Tangben Long a sidelong glance.
In that single glance, Tangben Long felt his heart suddenly stop, and an enormous sense of danger surged into his chest. What kind of gaze was that? Will, strength, and emotion had blended together into genuine destructive force, like a sea of flames burning the world, sweeping across the earth in an instant.
No, it was not merely like there were flames. There really were flames!
Flames suddenly ignited between the fingers of the man's right hand. They were not as flamboyant or violent as natural fire, yet they were steadier, fiercer, and impossible to resist.
With a thunderous roar, the flames burned away the purple Void energy, then spread all the way along the blade, racing toward Tangben Long's hands in the blink of an eye.
The overwhelming danger made every hair on Tangben Long's body stand on end. His creed that the man lived as long as his sword did was cast aside in an instant. He released the sword with both hands and prepared to flee, but the next moment, a foot drove into his chest like a venomous dragon drilling into his heart.
Wah—!
Tangben Long's eyes bulged as he spat out a mouthful of purple blood. He shot backward with a whoosh, crashed into the cherry blossom grove with a bang, and snapped an entire cherry tree trunk with a crack.
"Rest for a while. Leave the rest to me." Shi Tiexin gently set Ling Xingjian aside, then took