Zhang He's Death (Part One) [Request for Monthly Tickets]

This was something Shen Tang hadn't expected.

She had thought this mysterious Literary Qi Incarnation would pose a threat to her. After all, the Way of the Scholar abilities of Literary Scholars came in all shapes and sizes; there was no telling whether this one might catch her off guard. Who would have thought he wouldn't even make a splash before suffering a backlash?

After all, a Literary Qi Incarnation was made of "qi."

Once it lost its balance, the Literary Qi Incarnation would disperse.

According to Gongxi Chou, the guy had suffered a backlash.

This had also taken Zhang He by surprise.

Fine beads of sweat gathered on his forehead. A vague unease crept into his heart, making him feel as though it was difficult to breathe. Suddenly, he felt a piercing gaze fixed on him. Under that stare, it was as if his skin had been peeled away, leaving him with no sense of security from the inside out. Zhang He followed the gaze and met Shen Tang's gloomy, murderous eyes.

Her gaze made him feel as though needles were pricking him.

A chill wind brushed his neck, and his skin crawled.

Shen Tang flourished her sword in a graceful arc and asked casually, "Gongxi Chou, are you confident you can hold off this military formation by yourself?"

Gongxi Chou laughed heartily. "Leave the man to me, and I'll show you how I hold them off!"

The man he meant was the High Priest.

Shen Tang said, "One incense stick. No more than one incense stick!"

One incense stick--

To take Zhang He's head!

Huang Lie's main force was headed for Chaoli Pass. His Heavy Shield Warrior corps was enormous; how long could the National Border Barrier at Chaoli Pass hold? With Wei Shou and Chu Jie stationed