"Drip, drip..."
Rain fell from the high sky, and the earth lay barren.
The shattered void and the ink-blackened half of the sky echoed this bizarre yet contradictory world of the White Cavern.
People could see no hope.
Nor was there any life in the world.
"Is he dead?"
The dark giant Xu Xiaoshou had transformed into, under the uninterrupted, fervent infusion of Yousi Sword's demonic energy, was already finding it difficult to restrain his emotions.
Even though he knew that the kindest, most favorable option for himself right now was to let go of Yousi Sword in his hand.
But...
Could he?
From above, amid the wandering wind.
The disheveled Red Robes Shouye, his head and body separated, suddenly shattered like a bubble illusion.
Black specks scattered on the wind, falling onto the pitted earth without stirring the slightest echo.
Silence.
The world suddenly fell silent.
Other than the orderly yet noisy rainfall at the horizon, there was nothing else.
Shouye had vanished.
If he had truly died from being severed by black Sword Thought, he could not possibly have dissipated so completely.
At the very least, his separated corpse should have remained, shouldn't it?
That meant...
"Watched, Passive Value +1."
With a thud.
The instant his spiritual perception caught that message, Xu Xiaoshou's heart gave a violent lurch like an evening drum. He vanished from where he stood, turning into nothingness.
"Xu Xiaoshou..."
"Well done, Xu Xiaoshou!"
The voice came from nowhere, suddenly ringing out from all directions before gathering into one place, echoes swaying through the air.
Shouye's figure did not appear.
Yet the astonishment and shock in his voice were displayed in full alongside the drifting sound.
"Where is he?"
Xu Xiaoshou panicked.
He did not believe that a mere strand of Sword Thought could allow