"Give up! You'll never catch up to me again. Everyone says you're a monstrous genius, but in truth, you're nothing more than a pitiful wretch with good luck. You'll never reach the Great Emperor realm in this life!"
Mu Qing continued speaking, attempting to make Jiang Kuang's negative emotions erupt. Perhaps he could achieve the feat of killing the man by breaking his heart first!
"Enough!"
Master Xuanming had clearly spotted something amiss. Seeing that Jiang Kuang's condition was somewhat wrong, he promptly shouted in a low voice, Buddhist sound spilling from his mouth.
Ripples of golden light spread out. Jiang Kuang's body trembled, and he let out a breath of relief.
When he came back to his senses, his eyes were filled with terror. He did not understand what had happened, but he could be certain that Mu Qing's words had affected him, nearly sending him into an abyss from which there was no return!
"Everyone, rest for one day. None of you may attack each other. Otherwise, your qualifications will be revoked. After one day of rest, the third trial will begin!"
Master Xuanming shouted. He glanced at Mu Qing before turning and leaving.
Mu Qing remained silent. Master Xuanming's final look had been obvious—it was a warning.
"No matter what, I now have some idea of how negative power works," Mu Qing thought.
He was gradually able to wield negative power, influencing his opponent's emotions during battle. At critical moments, this would prove enormously useful.
Jiang Kuang glared viciously at Mu Qing, but he did not do anything excessive. He obeyed Master Xuanming's words and refrained from attacking Mu Qing again.
"Congratulations. You've advanced to the next trial," Mu Qing said blandly. Beside him, Mei Sanniang woke up at that moment.
"I advanced just like that?" Mei