After tearing out Tian Yi's spine, Long Aotian was covered in blood, his waist so bent he could barely stand straight.
He raised his head, those resolute eyes fixed on Tian Jia.
Tian Jia's face was expressionless. He looked at his own bloodstained palm, then at the gaping hole torn out of Long Aotian's abdomen, and smiled.
"Not bad. Fighting two against one, and you still managed to seal Tian Yi."
Long Aotian tossed Tian Yi's spine aside, then kicked Tian Yi's "corpse" away.
Clutching his abdomen, his face covered in sweat and blood, he stared at Tian Jia.
"You're next."
Tian Jia burst out laughing. "On what grounds?"
"On the grounds that I am Long Aotian."
"Oh."
Tian Jia smiled and said, "Even now, you still think you can dominate this place on the strength of your name? Long Aotian, you're dead. Look at the state you're in. You're already spent. Today is the day you die."
Long Aotian clutched his abdomen, his face already turning deathly pale.
Tian Jia grabbed Zhao Tuo, who had failed to escape. "You go. Kill Long Aotian."
Zhao Tuo looked at Tian Jia. "You said that as long as I stabbed him once, you'd let me go. You said it!"
"That's right. I did let you go. But you ran too slowly, so I caught you again."
Tian Jia smiled and said, "Go stab him again, and I'll let you go. This time, I really won't catch you again."
Zhao Tuo looked at Long Aotian, tears streaming down like rain. "No, I can't. I can't do it again..."
"Oh, then there's nothing to be done. I'll just have to kill you first, then go finish off Long Aotian."
Tian Jia coaxed Zhao Tuo. "You already stabbed him once. What's there to fear about