"Heh heh heh heh... Hahahahahahahahahaha..."
One Heart Daoist's words had originally been a threat. Yet upon hearing them, Wang Qi burst into laughter without warning, frightening the two Nascent Soul cultivators into thinking he had some other trick up his sleeve. For a moment, neither dared advance.
Then Wang Qi just kept laughing and laughing, laughing and laughing.
Until even One Heart Daoist's considerable patience could no longer endure that mad laughter, and he interrupted, "What exactly are you trying to do? If you have any other tricks, use them all at once!"
Wang Qi shrugged. "Actually, I didn't have any tricks to begin with. But now I do."
Wang Qi's vaguely arrogant and incomprehensible words made both Nascent Soul cultivators present feel a chill.
One Heart Daoist merely sneered. "Putting on a brave front."
One Heart Daoist was a very old man. Even some Integrated Body Realm Cultivators might not have lived longer than him. The older one grew, the more one tended to fear death. Thus, as a cultivator, he was especially afraid of dying.
That was also why, the moment Wang Qi spoke the words "stay alive," he had immediately decided to stop.
But being afraid of death did not mean he was a fool. He would not follow his opponent's pace for no reason, much less cooperate with an enemy before grasping the situation.
On the other hand, he also believed that he had completely subdued his opponent.
When the other party had charged at him under the cover of an Illusion Technique, a flicker of fear had indeed passed through One Heart Daoist's heart. But he soon realized that this fellow's strength was only at the level of a Righteous Nascent Soul—merely Nascent Soul, nothing more than Nascent Soul.
There was nothing to fear from