When Nie Thirteen had been bombarded by the Truth Warship, a strange power had erupted from him. Hua Tianjin was the same now—energy burst from his body, yet it was a power that did not belong to him at all.
Boom! Ning Xiaochuan's palm, pressed against Hua Tianjin's head, was immediately knocked away by that force. His entire body was sent stumbling back several steps before he regained his footing.
What tremendous power! Ning Xiaochuan marveled inwardly.
Hua Tianjin's face was pale, but there was a trace of madness in his expression. "Those of us whose minds have completely submitted to Young Master Fei all carry a strand of Young Master Fei's power within us. That power is our last life-saving trump card. Now that you have triggered it, you have brought death upon yourself."
Ning Xiaochuan stared at Hua Tianjin, watching his condition at every moment as he shook his head. "If that Young Master Fei came here himself, I might show some concern. But you only possess a strand of his power, and you think you can kill me? What a dream."
Hua Tianjin threw back his head and laughed wildly. "Then try it. Young Master Fei's might is beyond anything you can imagine. Even a single strand of his power is enough to wipe you out completely."
Whoosh! An arrow of energy suddenly shot out from Hua Tianjin's body, reaching Ning Xiaochuan like lightning and merging into his body.
Ning Xiaochuan did not stop it at all, because he had already identified that arrow as the strand of Young Master Fei's power within Hua Tianjin. If Ning Xiaochuan wanted to thoroughly subdue Hua Tianjin today, he first had to destroy this power.
It is only a strand of energy. I refuse to believe I cannot withstand it.