The Great Sun Never Dies; Attacks Are Nullified

What did it feel like to be rejected and hated by all things in the world? At that moment, Jiang Yan understood.

It was to be utterly out of place.

It was to have enemies on every side!

Faced with danger, Jiang Yan had plenty of experience handling such situations. He remained completely calm, rubbing his fingertips together without hurry. With a sharp snap, he flicked his fingers.

Whoosh!

Within a radius of half a zhang, a mass of golden flame exploded, breaking down all the mysterious, alien forces around him and returning them to the Vital Energy of heaven and earth.

As soon as he did that, the strange sensation vanished.

His breathing eased, his clothes settled, and the leaves flying toward him slapped against the ground. The Nanyan Army soldiers behind him stopped in confusion, not even knowing what they had just done.

Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Yan abruptly closed his hand, ready to counterattack... But before he could actually move, anger and hatred surged through him. The emotions came so suddenly, without the slightest warning, yet erupted like a volcano, impossible to stop once unleashed.

He had never felt this way before. Jiang Yan discovered that he hated himself so fiercely. He was a festering sore upon the world, a devil, a man guilty of the most heinous crimes.

With these emotions bursting forth, he had only one thought: destruction.

Destroy himself.

Purify himself.

Driven by this thought, Jiang Yan swiftly put it into action. He suddenly raised his right palm and, without the slightest hesitation, brought it down on his own crown.

He put all his strength into that strike.

If it landed squarely, the consequences would be dire.

He might even smash his head to pieces.

Clang!

The sound of metal striking metal rang out.