The sensation of death was far more terrifying than Zhao Zhi had imagined. The struggle and suffocating feeling filled his heart with endless regret. He wanted to overturn and redo everything that had led to his current end.
Amid the terror and despair of remorse, he suddenly felt himself rising into the air. Then he saw his corpse lying on the high platform.
Had his head been severed from his body?
The moment this thought arose, Zhao Zhi's consciousness sank into darkness.
He had no idea how much time passed. It might have been many years, or perhaps only an instant. Zhao Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing on the high platform. Li Qingqiu was confronting Master Jiang, while the entire area below the platform was filled with Forbidden Martial Guards.
He instinctively lowered his head, only to see his headless corpse. His face changed drastically in fright, but he discovered that he could not move.
Could I be in a soul state now? It seems that cultivation technique really worked.
Still shaken, Zhao Zhi thought this as he turned his gaze toward Li Qingqiu. He tried hard to listen to Li Qingqiu's voice. Although Li Qingqiu was clearly right beside him, he felt as though he and Li Qingqiu were in different worlds.
Perhaps this was what it meant to be separated by yin and yang.
He concentrated his will and stared fixedly at Li Qingqiu. At last, he heard Li Qingqiu's voice.
"Whatever other tricks you have, use them quickly."
Hearing Li Qingqiu provoke Master Jiang, Zhao Zhi wore a disdainful expression and cursed under his breath, "You really are arrogant. I'll wait for you to die in regret and come down to accompany me. I can rely on the Attendant to resurrect me, but