The two young attendants were very good at disguising themselves. At first, their unease and panic when faced with the sudden situation had nearly made Xiang Yang think they would defect at the crucial moment, like reeds bending with the wind.
Afterward, they performed exceptionally well. The two coordinated seamlessly, their moves in perfect accord, barely holding back the combined assault of the Li siblings and preventing the situation from becoming one-sided. Xiang Yang and the Seven Star Tower party alike had to view them in a new light.
Yet this still was not their true face. Only now, as they attempted to assassinate Xiang Yang and the dagger was finally revealed from the map, did their true nature emerge.
Calm and bloodthirsty—but such qualities were merely excellent traits of the mind. They did not prove that the two could pose any threat to Xiang Yang.
Thus, after Xiang Yang unleashed the Whale Swallowing Style of the Seven Revolving Slashes, the two were instantly dragged toward one another. Under an irresistible force, they viciously drove the daggers in their hands toward each other's vital points.
A crisp clang rang through the ruined temple, followed closely by two heavy cracks of wood being crushed underfoot.
The two attendants had not been killed by each other. They merely stared in lingering terror at the broken daggers in their hands, then turned to glare fixedly at Xiang Yang. They had come within a hair's breadth of dying by each other's hands.
Nor had their daggers truly clashed, because at that critical instant, Duan Canghai had intervened. With sword qi from the Six Meridian Divine Sword, he severed their incomparably sturdy daggers. Missing by a hair's breadth, he saved their lives.
Even Duan Canghai, whose display had been astonishing, had a thin sheen of