Liu Lao Si was extremely nervous.
Liu Yao sneered. "Lu Chengwen, next, you'll witness the truest terror in this world!"
"Terror?"
Lu Chengwen looked around blankly.
"It means something scary," Zhao Ritian explained to Lu Chengwen. "He wants to scare you to death."
Lu Chengwen nodded. "All right, then let me see it."
Liu Yao gripped his steel blade. "Absolute Death God Art! Activate—!"
Lu Chengwen froze, suddenly feeling a wave of nausea.
"Blech..."
Liu Yao sneered. "Feel like throwing up?"
Leaning on Gentleman's Snow, Lu Chengwen repeatedly waved his hand, unable to speak. "Blech..."
Liu Yao's gaze turned icy. "Look carefully above my head. When that flower symbolizing death blooms, your time will be up."
Liu Yao threw back his head and laughed, utterly arrogant.
Medicine Elder narrowed his eyes. "Heh, interesting."
Old Fishing leaned closer to Medicine Elder. "Quite a few people know this technique of yours, huh?"
Medicine Elder smiled. "The world is vast, and there are countless people who encounter fortuitous opportunities. It isn't strange for one or two of them to comprehend a little of it on their own."
Carrying his blade, Liu Yao slowly walked toward Lu Chengwen.
His heavy blade dragged along the ground. His other hand clenched into a fist, green true energy wrapping around it.
"A few years ago, thanks to Little Monkey, I got my life back. But that time let me feel the presence of the God of Death... Lu Chengwen, perhaps you think you're special. You were born rich, and even though your martial arts are utterly terrible, you can still earn other people's respect. But me..."
Lu Chengwen was vomiting so badly he could barely endure it.
Zhao Ritian leaned close to Long Aotian. "He didn't drink that much!"
Long Aotian looked at Lu Chengwen. "I'll teach