Chapter 1657: Execution
What a marvelous connection.
Old Master Huang's readiness to face death was truly stirring.
Fu Qian looked down at himself. Even as a Second Order Transcendent, his wounds were no smaller than anyone else's.
This bond of suffering didn't simply reflect a single impact. It spread some kind of powerful causal effect directly.
In the end, although Old Master Huang was not even as high-ranked as Huang Leji, he posed a very real threat—to everyone.
Fu Qian finally looked away and glanced at those around him.
At least he had his astonishing recovery ability. For the rest of the team, the pressure brought on by Huang Zhen's actions was even more overwhelming.
Yet, just as he'd praised them earlier, their unspoken understanding once again came to the fore: they advanced together, dragging one another down with them.
Each of them clutched their wounds. Faced with Old Master Huang's heart-rending feat, not one of them voiced an objection.
"Want to find out whether I'll stop if I keep walking up and down here until I die?"
Old Master Huang's voice rang out again.
The platform wasn't that high, and by now he had already reached the top. New wounds had appeared on his body.
Yet without a moment's hesitation, he turned around and walked back down, unsteady but still resolute, asking Fu Qian what he thought as he went.
Neither Huang Leji nor Sha Ming said a word. They both kept their faces stern.
Silence spoke louder than words.
The stillness, accompanied by Old Master Huang's faltering steps, made the atmosphere even heavier.
It was as if the fear and fury, brewing through a desperate struggle for survival, had taken shape at last—uniting everyone in their determination to make Fu Qian give in.
Just as he'd said