Why had Qiao Nian remained so calm and self-possessed, so full of confidence when facing Meng Zhao, whose divine skill was unrivaled?
It was precisely the dual blessing of Timeliness and Earthly Advantage. Timeliness in particular—the aid of Thunder Marsh's Lesser Heavenly Dao Will—was equivalent to the whole heaven and earth helping him. How could Meng Zhao possibly be his match?
But what if Meng Zhao's Destiny Number changed? What if his own Destiny Number lost its suppressive power, and the Heavenly Dao Will of the Thunder Marsh Small World abandoned him for that reason, offering him help no longer? What then?
Qiao Nian was no ordinary man. He would not let himself be trapped by such speculation; it offered no help to him at present.
Qiao Nian also understood one thing: here and now, Meng Zhao had already blocked him in. Meng Zhao wanted to kill him, and he had no road to heaven, no gate into the earth. He could only fight the other man to the death.
Besides, having received the aid and favor of the Thunder Marsh Small World's Heavenly Dao Will, it might not abandon him so easily after all.
With that thought, his resolve gradually firmed, and Meng Zhao's few words could no longer shake his mind and will.
Meng Zhao had also been carefully observing Qiao Nian. Seeing that he hesitated and struggled for only a moment before quickly returning to normal, he sighed inwardly.
This man could indeed be considered a talent. Of the four who had come from Imperial Capital City—Liu An, Yan Libing, Shi Jiawen, and Qiao Nian—not one was mediocre. Every one of them had real skill.
"Enough, Meng Zhao. Since you came knocking today, stop with the pointless nonsense. If you want to kill me, that depends on