Xue Mush, not yet understanding what Yu Sui meant, dodged the Red Cedar trees being cleaved apart by Sword Qi, burst out of the grove, and leaped into the air—only to be trapped in a lightning formation formed by Five Streaks of Lightning.
Thunder crashed!
At that moment, Yu Sui was even more curious about Xue Mush's true strength. What extraordinary arts had he been hiding?
With the situation under her control, Yu Sui did not step in to help Xue Mush, who seemed to be in danger.
The lightning trapped Xue Mush inside the formation, and the terrifying thunderclaps echoed in his ears. The sharp sword wind chasing him from behind made every hair on his body stand on end. His skin already stung; with life and death hanging in the balance, his nerves were taut.
As the lightning neared his eyes, scenes from his time in Taiyuan flashed rapidly through Xue Mush's mind.
The pulse still beating in his left wrist would, once it passed a certain threshold, let the person on the other end of the curse sense that unusual heartbeat.
When Xue Mush had faced several brushes with death in Taiyuan, Tu Miaoyi had sensed them through the pulse in his wrist.
Before he left for Taiyi, Tu Miaoyi had grabbed his wrist and lowered her head. "You're the one who chose to go so far away from me, so protect yourself.
"Taiyi is too far. If something happens to you, I won't make it in time."
When young, people did not know how to let go. They only selfishly and greedily wanted everything, doing whatever it took to keep what they loved by their side.
Tu Miaoyi was like that. So was Xue Mush.
When they had first encountered Asura Hell in Taiyi, Xue Mush