"Your power is borrowed. It doesn't belong to you. Even if I can't kill you now, how much longer can you keep this up?"
Heiqi looked at Chen Nan and sneered.
"Die!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Nan's eyes as he charged at Heiqi. He knew his own condition. His cultivation was still too low; he had not even reached the Heaven Tier. The eight souls had given him tremendous power by merging into his body, but his body could not withstand it for long.
Faint cracks had already appeared across Chen Nan's skin, spreading over his entire body like a spiderweb. If this continued, his flesh would collapse. Then, just as Heiqi had said, Heiqi would not need to kill him. He would die on his own.
"They've brought their fight all the way to the Kunlun Mountains..."
Shi Yongheng had not intended to interfere. Chen Nan would not die; Dugu Baitian and the others would never allow it. What Shi Yongheng had not expected was for Heiqi and Chen Nan's battle to reach the Kunlun Mountains.
With a wave of his hand, Shi Yongheng sent out a ray of divine light and forced the two fighters back. The Kunlun Mountains were where he cultivated in seclusion. He could not let those two destroy them.
"An expert!"
Heiqi gripped the Despair Demon Saber, an aura of despair pouring from him. Though Qingyang had forced him back with a wave of his hand, Heiqi showed no fear. His fighting spirit surged, and he slashed straight at the valley where Qingyang stood.
The strike was terrifying. Its blade force cleaved through heaven and earth, opening a rift tens of thousands of miles long in the void. Chaotic energy churned within it.
"You don't know what's good for you!"
Heiqi was