Golden light erupted, and the energy that suddenly burst outward whipped up a gale, sweeping in every direction. Three figures plummeted from the sky.
Liu Erlong and Flender landed steadily, but Yu Xiaogang hit the ground face-first. Even though he reacted at the last moment and braced himself with both hands, he couldn't withstand the tremendous force of the impact. His nose broke, and two bloody front teeth flew from his mouth.
Yet the one who should normally have been the most worried and concerned in such a situation—Erlong—didn't even spare him a glance this time.
She rushed forward, grabbed Tang San by the back of his neck and collar, and gave him a light shake. He went flying four or five meters, and the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was instinctively withdrawn as well.
Then she crouched down and looked at Huang Tian's mangled body. Her eyes were full of regret and anguish, along with a suppressed anger.
Her chest heaved. The knuckles of both hands turned white as she clenched them, and her shoulders trembled faintly. In an instant, her emotions surged like a raging tsunami.
Yet her voice was incredibly gentle as she asked:
"How are you? Is there still any hope of saving you?"
The real Liu Erlong clearly felt the thoughts of her self in the dream—or rather, her innermost feelings.
With each thought, images like fragments of memories flashed through her mind.
Even his central motive was a lie. He claimed to be ridding the people of a menace, but really he coveted the cultivation techniques. The rest of what he said must have been lies too, right?
Scene one: Yu Xiaogang claimed that Huang Tian had been trained by him, and that all of Huang Tian's theories had been plagiarized from him. But