Whoosh!
The flame mark flickered, then vanished from Li Danyang's brow.
It disappeared as abruptly as a lamp blown out by the wind, leaving only a wisp of curling blue smoke.
A heartbeat later—
With a pfft, a tiny bright-yellow sword pierced his skull without mercy.
The sword light was incomparably sharp. It entered through his brow and burst out the back of his head, spraying a crimson arc of blood and white brain matter into the air—a horrifying sight.
Li Danyang's body went rigid. His eyes widened, and the light in them ebbed away like a retreating tide.
"You... will die..."
As Li Danyang slowly fell, his vacant gaze remained fixed on Chen Changming. A final low, hoarse utterance escaped his lips.
It sounded like a curse forced up from the depths of hell, steeped in a malice that made the hair stand on end.
Under Li Danyang's dying stare, every hair on Chen Changming's body rose. He felt as though some peerless beast hidden in the void had set its sights on him.
The sensation raced from his tailbone to the back of his skull, making the blood in his veins seem to freeze for an instant.
Fire Radiance Immortal!
Chen Changming immediately thought of Fire Radiance Immortal's true body.
Only a cultivator of the Mahayana Realm could inspire such terror in him, like the crushing might of heaven itself.
The pressure had no shape or substance, yet it weighed on him like Mount Tai, nearly stealing his breath.
He swept his spiritual sense frantically through the surroundings but found nothing. Still, the feeling of being watched grew stronger, as though an invisible net were slowly drawing tight from the distant void.
Somewhere on the Purple Flame Continent, flames soared into the sky.
Within a mass of purple