Smick revealed himself. The basic application of the Light Flow Method was to conceal one's body, achieving optical invisibility.
The ultimate secret art of the Light Flow Method, the Blade of Flowing Light, was to make one's Rhythm infinitely align with light. In that instant, a person's original senses would vanish. He would become light itself, arrive along with the light at the location chosen beforehand, and deliver that slash.
That state of infinite alignment with light could only be maintained for an instant, or the human body would collapse. Of course, as long as the predetermined location was correct, this attack was nearly impossible to evade.
With Chris using the Firewood Flow Method to hold it back, Smick's slash naturally did not miss. The outer layer of pathogens provided no protection at all. The curved blade struck the mass of black flesh within with perfect accuracy.
What lay inside flowed out along the curved blade and splashed onto his hand. It was golden blood. Like some priceless treasure, that blood seized Smick's attention in an instant.
Under the effects of the golden blood, the curved blade seemed to come alive. Holding it gave him a strange sensation, as though anyone before him could be effortlessly slain by this blade.
Chris collapsed to the ground, having aged several decades in an instant. His life had entered its final moments. He no longer even had the strength to move his head. Death arrived as promised.
A small amount of Vitality Qi rose from the corpse. Flame Passed On did not come without a price. Chris's remaining soul also surged forth. Years of adventure had made his spirit far stronger than an ordinary person's, so even though he had now become a remnant soul, he still retained a trace of rationality.
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