The truth couldn't stay hidden.
Wang Yue knew the Beiming Divine Skill's properties very well. Not only had he practiced it extensively, he had also used it against Ren Woxing's Star-Absorbing Technique in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.
If anyone else had been caught so close to that terrifying, sudden suction of the world's qi, they wouldn't have been able to move much at all. Wang Yue, however, was barely affected.
He had already been swinging his blade at the Great Sword Master, and he was so close that his movements were exceptionally quick. Under the pull of that suction, he reached the Great Sword Master in the blink of an eye. His swift blade struck the man's neck.
What surprised Wang Yue was that the Great Sword Master seemed to have mastered the legendary Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt. His blade struck as if it had hit a stone, jolting his arm numb.
Even so, Wang Yue's strike broke through the layer of qi protecting the Great Sword Master. It sliced through the skin of his throat and severed the artery beneath it.
The Great Sword Master had forcibly drawn the world's qi into his body, intending to turn part of himself into his life-bound weapon and fight to the death.
But a wound suddenly opened in his body—and it happened to cut the artery in his neck. Like a punctured balloon, he immediately sprayed blood everywhere. He could no longer focus on absorbing the world's qi and hurriedly tried to use it to seal the wound.
Just as he clamped a hand over his throat, three arrows shot out from the carriage in front of him. They were loosed a fraction of a moment apart, but all three struck the same spot.
The Great Sword Master had just