Yue Guan watched Tang San reach toward his waist, in no hurry to attack.
"What, does the Tang Sect's young master still have something tucked away at the bottom of his trunk?"
Tang San took out a jade box, all five fingers slick with blood.
"Something to kill you with."
"Take it out and let me see."
"You want to see?"
"I'll grant you that chance."
Yue Guan raised his hand. The petals filling the sky paused in midair. Golden light still bore down on Tang San, but it did not fall immediately.
Tang San did not open the jade box.
He was waiting.
Waiting for Yue Guan to approach, for his soul power to touch the Blue Silver Grass, for Ji Yuan to find a deeper point of entry.
The underground roots hugged the outer edge of Yue Guan's soul power, having already worked out how the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum protected him. Each time that layer of golden soul power circulated, it drew strength from the martial soul origin, then distributed it among the petals.
Once the petals attacked, a gap would open in his defenses.
Tang San raised the jade box.
"Come and take it."
A little more coldness entered Yue Guan's eyes.
"You think I would fear your hidden weapons?"
"You already said that once."
"I merely wanted you to understand how you died."
"Then stop going in circles."
Yue Guan descended from midair, setting the tip of his foot on a protruding rock.
Tang San immediately flung out three sleeve arrows.
Yue Guan raised his hand, and golden petals closed before him. The sleeve arrows struck the petals, their shafts bending on impact before they fell among the rubble.
"Anything else?"
"Of course."
Tang San lifted his wrist, sending several poison needles flying from his