Lives Bound Together
He was blasted from the mansion to a plaza.
He slammed heavily into a sculpture at the edge of the plaza.
The sculpture shattered to pieces from the impact, and Qin Zhao collapsed amid the rubble, unable to rise again.
"How could this be..."
Qin Zhao had always believed that, while he was not the strongest in the world, he was at least invincible among his peers.
The truly invincible kind.
Yet now, he had been utterly crushed by a brutal bandit younger than himself.
The feeling of having strength but being unable to use it was like being beaten from start to finish until he collapsed.
Anyone capable of utterly crushing a Martial Ancestor Stage Nine expert like him had to be at least a Martial Venerable.
And one of the best among Martial Venerables.
Did it have to be this absurd?
Before he could react, Shen Wuxiao was already at his side.
"What were you screaming for just now? You scared me. I thought you were about to unleash the power of a Martial Emperor."
Shen Wuxiao raised his foot, planted it on Qin Zhao's face, and bounced twice.
Qin Zhao felt humiliation unlike anything he had ever known.
This bastard was not human.
Fuck!
"Spare people when you can..." Qin Zhao's mouth was still stubbornly hard. "It's better to leave a thread of mercy when dealing with others..."
"You and I have no grievances or grudges. Why are you doing this..."
Shen Wuxiao thought for a moment. "Is that so? Fine then, leave a thread of mercy!"
Shen Wuxiao's armguard vanished, and the Judge's Brush appeared in his hand.
He suddenly pulled out a thin thread!
"Then let's leave a thread of mercy!" Shen Wuxiao gave a cold snort and suddenly cinched it tight,