Wind and snow swept through the air, crackling as they struck the Oil-Paper Umbrella.
Neither Chu Qing nor Cui Moyang cared.
The two walked while adjusting their condition.
After their spirits had intertwined yesterday, they vaguely shared a connection.
Some of Chu Qing's thoughts could be directly sensed by Cui Moyang.
The same was true of Cui Moyang.
Neither of them moved quickly.
They adjusted their condition and gathered their momentum.
Because they both knew that leaving the Imperial Capital this time would either be peaceful—or a storm of blood and gore.
They might even... die!
Therefore:
Even Chu Qing had begun gathering his invincible conviction in advance.
Because:
This time, their opponents were too powerful.
So powerful that even he had no certainty of surviving.
Cui Moyang was the same.
Her long hair had already been tied into a ponytail.
Twelve hairpins were stuck into it, with many golden bells hanging from them.
The bells rang brightly, releasing the power of sonic arts.
They were also important tools that complemented her swordsmanship.
The snow lay thick and white.
It crunched beneath their feet.
As they neared the city gate:
Chu Qing's towering killing intent erupted, and Cui Moyang's killing intent erupted as well.
Their killing intents intertwined like two great dragons coiling around each other.
The killing intent drew in the dark clouds, turning them into two great dragons that roamed the firmament and even let out roars.
The towering killing intent had long since reached the city gate.
Bai Mei smiled.
"Before they have even seen me, they are already gathering towering killing intent?"
"Are they cultivating invincible conviction?"
"Looks like Scarlet Hand left a deep impression on them yesterday."
"They are afraid too!"
"Otherwise, with Chu Qing's temperament, he would never use such methods to gather conviction!"