A Good Plan Comes to Nothing

Fists striking, feet kicking, knees slamming—the onslaught was relentless.

After shattering Dou Mian's blade momentum, Cloud Wandering Elder maintained absolute control over the situation.

Under the barrage of strikes, Dou Mian was sent flying back and forth through the air.

He could not even form a single complete blade stance, yet he kept a death grip on his Heavenly Wild Blade.

Cloud Wandering Elder had spoken so much, yet Dou Mian could not recall who he was. There had been some obstacles during the process of seizing Spirit Void Hall, but they had been crushed with ease; none had been opponents worthy of his memory.

While being suppressed, he spoke in broken sentences: "Zhong Qin is merely my subordinate; there is no other relationship. Who... are you?"

There is nothing more ridiculous in this world than this.

The person you view as a mortal enemy does not even know who you are.

When a prominent family power descends, you are but a speck of dust.

He merely placed a piece on the board at will, and your entire life's efforts were easily destroyed.

Your schemes, your forbearance, your plans—no one even knows they exist!

But Cloud Wandering Elder suddenly snapped out of his uncontrolled rage.

I sacrificed eighty years of my lifespan just to push to the Outer Tower of the Third Realm and gain the strength to contend. Is this all for a moment of spite?

He asked himself in his heart.

With a sudden kick, he slammed Dou Mian to the ground and formed the Mountain Character Seal with his hands. An invisible, profound pressure coalesced into substance, and a phantom "Mountain" character hung in mid-air, pinning Dou Mian so he could not move an inch.

"I will kill you once your Golden Body fades!"

It had to