Blood-red execution racks, black chains.
A two-headed, four-armed body bound fast.
This body was like some evil beast, leashed in midair.
Kuang Min brought his palms together, palm marks sinking into Dao marks. At once, a thunderous roar sounded as a Stone Gate burning with blue flames closed before him.
Carved upon the gate was the pattern of a sheep-bodied Human Face.
Two bronze door rings gleamed amid the flames, like the eyes of ancient Ferocious Beasts, cruelly watching everything.
One Truth secret art—Taotie Heaven Gate!
A wooden horse shrieking through the sky, wrapped in a tempest and standing a full hundred zhang tall, came flying under Qian Chou's command, breathing out tornadoes. Yet it crashed brutally into this Stone Gate, barely twelve feet high, producing only an earthshaking boom. Wind and fire scattered across the heavens.
Sun Yin's second punch followed close behind. Though it came from behind, driving straight for Kuang Ming's heart, it too was firmly blocked outside the Stone Gate.
This gate devoured and cut off all external foes.
Separated by only a single gate was a war of "self" within the two-headed, four-armed body.
Kuang Ming's hands and heads had both been locked down. The black chains were stretched taut, like long spears piercing through his body.
A scarlet greatsword emerged from the void, aimed from afar at Kuang Ming's crown.
Kuang Min used his art to isolate their enemies, intending to carry out the execution with this blade—to first sever that conjoined half for the great cause of One Truth.
Kuang Ming was far less powerful than him, but he was still one of the stronger True Persons. More importantly, they had been born conjoined, their fates and souls entwined. If Kuang Ming resisted with all his might, he could cause enormous interference!
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