Only Black

Red snowflakes drifted back into the sky, wood shavings beneath the blade scraped off at his fingertips, and black hair danced in the wind.

Ji Li took a deep breath and charged into the corridor without hesitation.

The Supernatural Power of the Gray Soul on him made him instinctively wary of that wood carving.

Once the Evil Spirit became complete, he truly might lose.

His hand swept past the corner of Gu Xingjian's clothes and went straight for the Vermilion Wood Carving, five fingers touching its rough surface.

Ji Li curled his fingers and gripped the wood carving tightly in his palm.

Gu Xingjian raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over him as the five carving knives in his hand fell in response.

Ji Li was prepared to use his palm to take all five blades head-on, as long as it kept the wood carving's face from taking shape.

However, reality did not go as he wished.

A bloodshot eye reappeared on the ceiling, and a blurry figure entered his field of vision.

Ji Li saw the Evil Spirit's appearance again. This time, it truly intended to kill.

The ring finger of the hand gripping the Vermilion Wood Carving bent first, then was twisted into an exaggerated arc.

An agonizing pain that struck straight to the heart surged through him, but it did not make him give up.

Then came his middle finger, his index finger, every one of his fingers.

The five carving knives fell at just the right moment, but Gu Xingjian aimed at Ji Li's fingers rather than the wood carving.

To save his fingers, Ji Li had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Although Gu Xingjian's strike missed, Ji Li had also completely lost his position to contend for the Vermilion Wood Carving.

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