Could the dead think? Of course not.
Yet Xiang Yang's slash had been too fast, too ruthless, too absolute. Before Di Jiang's bodily nerves could react, his head had already been severed. His brain was still functioning, and so this question arose.
It became the only thought Di Jiang, a master bearing peerless demonic arts, had while he was still alive.
He had many other doubts. The one he found hardest to accept was why Xiang Yang had been able to blind his senses, causing him to misjudge Xiang Yang's hiding place and lose the entire game, exposing his own flaw to Xiang Yang.
For that, Xiang Yang's Heavenly Blade Martial Path had to be mentioned. Since his battle with the Demon Blade, when he absorbed the Demon Blade's Innocent Heart Inquiry Blade Intent, his Heavenly Blade cultivation had grown by the day. His understanding and control of the Heavenly Dao far surpassed Di Jiang's.
Through the mental method of the Brahma Demon Art, Di Jiang resonated with heaven, earth, and the cosmos, synchronizing his breathing frequency with them. Thus, his mind reflected the void, and no one could escape his senses. It was an immensely powerful, virtually unsolvable ability.
This was also the source of Di Jiang's confidence and arrogance, and ultimately the reason his boat capsized in the gutter.
Yet with the Heavenly Blade Martial Path, Xiang Yang could do the same. Not only could he merge with heaven and earth and comprehend them, he could also borrow their power, even ultimately control them.
Heaven, earth, and the universe were like a publicly listed company. Xiang Yang and Di Jiang were shareholders holding different amounts of stock. The difference was that Xiang Yang held far more shares than Di Jiang—he was the controlling shareholder, and thus could blind