Riley had lived for over two thousand years. Having once been an emperor, his resolve was exceptionally tenacious. He sprang up from the ground and began spinning wildly.
"If you want to kill me, let's see if you have what it takes."
Whoosh!
A fierce gale swirled around him, sending sand and stones flying. Riley vanished as a black tornado swept toward Jiang Hao and the other two.
"Heavenly Sword!"
Jiang Hao summoned the Pure Jun Sword and gripped it in his hand. The blade abruptly expanded into a forty-meter greatsword, which he swung viciously at the tornado.
Bang!
The Heavenly Sword came down, instantly cleaving the tornado in two.
"Aah!"
A scream rang out from the center of the black mist. Riley was violently blasted away. Lying on the ground, he could not help coughing up blood. This time, he was hurt even worse than before.
He stared at Jiang Hao in shock, finally realizing that the man before him was far too powerful for him to resist.
Seeing Riley injured, Shya hurried over and wrapped her arms around him. "Riley, how are you? Don't die!"
At that moment, the woman deeply regretted her actions. She had never expected to bring a group of deadly fiends here.
Looking at Riley and Shya embracing each other, Jiang Hao said, "There is one phrase that best describes your current state: you're tired of living."
"Yet when your lives are threatened, you instinctively begin cherishing them again. The truth is, you aren't tired of living. You simply stopped cherishing life because you weren't afraid of losing it."
"What is the meaning of living? That is probably one of humanity's most discussed questions. The three great questions of the soul are based on it. I believe you couldn't possibly have missed them. As