Lu Ye strolled forward and looked down at Song Zhui from above.
Song Zhui spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at Lu Ye. "One day, someone stronger than you will kill you. I'll wait for you on Yellow Spring Road!"
Setting aside all his schemes and manipulations, Song Zhui was a man of spirit. Even on the verge of death, he showed not the slightest cowardice, his expression utterly calm.
Lu Ye pressed his long saber against Song Zhui's chest, his tone even. "Don't make it sound as if I've committed every evil under heaven. I only wanted to cultivate peacefully in Return Heaven Valley. You were the ones who forced me out. You brought all this upon yourselves!"
As he spoke, he suddenly bent down and leaned close to Song Zhui's ear. In a soft voice, he said, "Once I kill you, I'll return to the Nine Provinces and enter the Spirit Stream Battlefield again. I'll wipe out Abyss Rainbow Hall's camp. From then on, I'll enter the Spirit Stream Battlefield once every two months!"
At death's door, Song Zhui had felt no fear at all. Yet after hearing those words, he abruptly became agitated. "You dare..."
The long saber pierced into his body, slowly driving deeper and breaking through his heart. Song Zhui's eyes bulged as he gripped the blade with both hands, letting its sharp edge carve his hands until they were drenched in blood.
"Take a guess—do I dare or not?" Lu Ye straightened up, his slightly narrowed eyes brimming with disdain.
He pulled out the saber. Blood sprayed from Song Zhui's chest, and his body crumpled limply to the ground. The light in his eyes rapidly faded.
Lu Ye flicked the blood from the Crag Mountain Saber and sheathed it. Then he followed the