"Come to think of it, I still have to thank this fellow. If he hadn't drawn the Azure Rainbow Sword, I might have slowly rotted away down here."
Prince Jin slowly brushed the scraps of human skin clinging to his body as he spoke.
His voice was gentle, and he spoke neither hurriedly nor impatiently. Even after all this time, the bearing of one who had long occupied a position of power had not changed in the slightest.
Kong Wu shook his slightly numb fist and glanced at half of Yang Guangchuan's face lying on the ground. "Your way of expressing gratitude is certainly rather unusual."
"Actually, sometimes a quick death is a form of mercy."
Prince Jin gathered his disheveled hair and casually picked up a scrap of skin to tie it back.
He looked extremely imposing. The features on his square face were sharply defined, and his beard had been groomed with great care.
After methodically tidying some of his unruly hair, he sighed. "My master could not bear to see me rely on unorthodox methods to break through. He paid for it with his life and successfully suppressed me."
"Do you know? All this time, my consciousness remained clear. I could sense everything around me, yet I could not move a muscle. It was as if your consciousness and physical body had been separated by a transparent wall. They seemed only a hair's breadth apart, yet no matter how much strength you exhausted, you could never break through."
Taking the Evil-Slaying Saber down from his back, Kong Wu looked at Prince Jin with excitement in his eyes.
With a Strength attribute as high as 110 points, just how powerful could this fellow be? Kong Wu was filled with anticipation. "Since those years were so agonizing, let me